It's with great sadness that I write this blog, losing someone like Chelo, but I wanted to write something. I first met her in August 2016, pulling up in my old Corsa outside the hotel Tres Luces and there she was, this tiny pocket rocket of a lady smiling, laughing, overwhelmingly friendly. She'd actually directed me to the hotel on the phone, as my satnav died an hour out of Vigo. I just about managed to navigate the one-way maze that is the city centre to the hotel, follow