He would have loved to pick her up at the train station. 'Wait for her at the exit with a card with her name on it, like one of those hired chauffeurs who pick people up from the airport that you always see in movies. It sounded like such a romantic idea (and you know Spain was a sucker for romantic ideas) and he would really have been all for it, but it wasn’t meant to be. Monaco didn’t like the train (too pedestrian) and why take the train when you could have someone drive you there?
Spain also wouldn’t have minded picking her up at her house and driving her back with him. The long drive to and from her place wouldn’t have bothered him. He loved long car trips, especially since there was the possibility of a scenic route, but Monaco also politely refused that option. She said something about it being a waste of his time, energy and fuel until he finally sighed, smiled and gave up (He didn’t even think Monaco just might not relish spending close to 12 hours with him in his old, almost beat-up truck that he loved to take on road trips...) .
Then he invited her to stay at his house for her whole visit to only find out she’s already made reservations at a hotel. A five-star one. She reserved a suite with a great view of the beach and it also had a Jacuzzi. The suite also came with butler services. Well, he could see why she would want to stay in a five-star hotel, so he didn’t really argue. He still would have loved having her stay with him for a while. It wasn’t exactly everyday that she took some time to see him. They hardly saw each other at all, so it would have been nice to have her stay with him a while. She would only be around for a weekend after all.