We picked up our car this morning. A Citroen C4 Picasso, which has plenty of room for all of us, including my Mom, when she arrives on Wednesday. My husband and I had our first vacation argument in the car (which is where most of our fights take place) because he lost the ticket to the parking lot after we had paid to exit. He still claims he never had it, but I saw him remove it from the machine with my own eyes. Luckily, the guy who worked at the lot let us exit without it.