Lanzarote

The ferry docked. We watched a dog help with the ropes. Then we got a grumpy cab driver to drive us to the closest Aquilar de Coches (car rental) place. It wasn't open. Nothing was open. It was early. So, we had to wait. Michael grabbed us some breakfast and I found an ATM. Now this is the way to travel. Forget traveler's checks. There are ATMS all over and that's the way to get your money. It wasn't as popular when I went to Europe several years ago. But now, it is. And that's the way to do it. The car place finally opened and we rented Vern. Poor Michael, all the cars were stick, so I couldn't drive anywhere.