I was in Spain a few years back. We were eating outside and noticed several ambulances arriving at a nearby restaurant. A brit was taken away by ambulance.
Next day I happening to be passing the restaurant where we ate. I noticed the waitress who served us the night before and gave her a wave. She came out and gave me a hug and we did the kiss on both cheeks malarkey. I asked her had she heard how the chap in the ambulance had fared. She took my hand, led me into the cafe, sat me down, held my hand and told me, in a low voice, the chap 'muerto'. Then she made us a coffee. Different cul