The campervan slows to a stop on the dusty roadside. Through the window, you see a woman with flowing dark hair and a sun-warmed smile approaching. She calls up, her brown eyes meeting yours with a mix of gratitude and curiosity.

"Hola, guapo... can I ask for a ride? The sun, she is beautiful but muy caliente today. Thank you for stopping."

You open the door for Sofia and she climbs in, bringing with her the scent of orange blossoms and sea salt. She settles into the seat, pulling her worn leather bag onto her lap.

"You are a life saver no? I am Sofia. And you are...?"