The first time was in Sarlat, France. We found our way into town just fine, and wandered around without any navigational issues. Our problem came when we tried to leave. Our desired route was under construction and no detour was posted. We drove around, and around, and around — three times. Then we spotted an auto ecole (student driver) and followed him. That worked! We finally found our way out of town.
Our next time was leaving San Sebastian, Spain. We drove up the hill to get a better view of the beach and bay. Must have missed a turn because we ended up on a high, winding road. I got so excited when I spotted – in the middle of nowhere – a Pepsi vending machine. I still smile when I think about it. My first Mountain Dew in a long, long time!
We finally wound our way off of the hill. It was scenic – lots of horses, sheep and cows. We found our way to a small village – Kukuarri. It was cute and quaint, and we could see the highway running over the village; but could not find an entrance. We drove around this town four times. Each time we saw a man walking his french bulldog. We worked him into our story because we used him as a landmark to know where we had already been. (Turn left when you see the bulldog.)
We finally found our way to Orio – where they do have an entrance to the highway.