"Oh, there's another one!" and "Is that the ocean?"

The drive was from Barcelona to the north shore of Barcelona.  We counted, post our final arrival at our destination, nine, pull over and ask for directions.  Yes it was frustrating, the signage was terrible and the maps we had worse.  The GPS was on "recalculating" and we were saying, there goes Big Ben, over and over.  How could this happen?  On our first of many trips north on N-15,  Cathy and I saw a woman, alone, on a roadside plastic chair.  We passed her and Cathy said, "I don't think that girl had a skirt on."  I said, " No, No, it was a short short mini shirt."  Next there is a girl, again, side of the road with just large fish net print
panty hose on,.. oh, wow.. and the our conversation was "Oh, there is another!", for miles, maybe over 40 women, barely dressed.
Moving on, we are still lost, driving, I'm navigating... and over the horizon I see what looks like an ocean and say "Is that the ocean?", we are going to a land locked location, how can this be?  Yes, we were nearly in France.  What should have been 2 hours was 4.
If there was a Best Buy I would have bought another Garmin, anything to save me!  No, I  didn't take any photos of the "girls", what is wrong with this culture?