Parking was fine in the Long Stay park & the shuttle bus journey was excellent, taking me straight to the terminal. When I arrived back, after 10 days, I realised I had not noted down my parking details correctly, nor had I taken a photo of my car’s position in the car park! Fortunately for me, a lovely guy called Fernando was driving past. I gave him my reg plate number & told him what date & time I had arrived. He was brilliant! After five mins or so, he was back to let me know he’d located my vehicle & even drove me directly to it! I tried to offer him a financial reward but he refused, telling me it was not allowed… car park regulations. As a single female in her 70s, I was extremely grateful as he had saved me from walking around the entire car park with a suitcase, which may have taken me at least 30-40 minutes! As Abba once sang about Fernando in the 70s…he was definitely a top guy! Viva Fernando… gratias.