When we finally walked back with out luggage and reached the door of our hotel, a car was pulling out right in front of the hotel. I had my wife stand right there in the parking spot, and I went to get the car.
20 minutes later, I came back with the car, and there were a couple of guys trying to pull into the parking spot, nudging closer and closer to my wife. I pulled up behind them and honk my horn at them.
The driver got out and had a few choice words to say to me, in French which I did not understand, then got back in his car and left.
I got the parking space.