Tedious detail

Went over to the mini-market to get the lift back to the hotel and bought a bottle of coke to drink tonight with the left-over pizza. The young guy who was with the driver today was serving, we had a brief chat. I gather he is actually the driver's nephew. Chat was fairly desultory but not unpleasant and we didn't have too many difficulties. (It is easier one on one, no doubt.) I called him "senor" when I left, ah well, at least I'm over polite and under skilled, which is arguably better than the other way round.