They were running a little business shop/ cafe' of some description and the country was non English speaking, but, I have no idea what the language was.
Strangely, Ishbel wasn't with me, that is strange as we never go anywhere, one without the other!
Anyway, hired a car when I got there and drove to my friends (!) and had tea with them (I don't drink tea) and then it was time to leave.
I got into the car and left but for some reason drove back to my friends and parked up in a different place. When I got back, the car was gone, assumed stolen. Strange thing is that the hired car, was my car, with my vehicle registration plates on it!
Where I had parked it was in a side street with old granite type block work buildings and lots of people were passing me going back into work. I tried to speak with them but they just looked at me strangely. I had the car keys in my hand and one of those passing stopped, looked at the keys, looked at me and then pointed to a sign on the wall. It had a foreign language and pictograms of a car with a stroke through it and what appeared to be an indecipherable number in glyphs?
That's it, what the heck is that all about then?