Estación de Servicio Farruco Fuensalida I

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Estación de Servicio Farruco Fuensalida I and asked the attendant, ‘Do you ever notice how our gas tank always seems to fill itself just as we leave?’ The attendant shrugged, smiling. 'Maybe your truck has a magical connection to this pump!' he teased. The next day, the same thing happened again—until finally, they realized it was just the perfect amount of fuel for their route. A regular passing by laughed and said, 'Farruco Fuensalida must really like delivering happiness with every fill-up.'

2. One day, while filling up at Estación de Servicio Farruco Fuensalida I, a delivery driver noticed something odd. A small dog kept circling the pump, sniffing intently and then running off with a mysterious object in its mouth. Curious, the delivery driver followed the little fellow around the station until it disappeared behind some bushes. Minutes later, an older gentleman emerged, scratching his head and muttering, 'Must be my wayward terrier again.' The story ended with everyone laughing, realizing that Farruco Fuensalida’s gas station had just become famous for hosting occasional canine visitors.

3. One afternoon, as a delivery driver pulled up to Estación de Servicio Farruco Fuensalida I, he noticed something odd on the service station’s counter: an old, rusty keyring shaped like a tiny gas pump. Curious, he picked it up and found that each key was engraved with names of towns he’d never heard of before. As he examined the keys closer, he realized they were all from small towns in Spain—places like ‘Aceite’ or ‘Cerveza’. Confused but intrigued, he decided to keep one for himself. Months later, while filling up his truck again, an elderly neighbor approached him smilingly: 'Ah, you’re the guy who took my little gas pump!' The delivery driver laughed, realizing the keyring had come full circle.

4. One evening, as a delivery driver pulled up to Estación de Servicio Farruco Fuensalida I, he noticed something odd: a small dog kept staring intently at the pump nozzle, its nose twitching with curiosity. As the driver approached, the dog suddenly darted towards him, wagging its tail and nudging his leg. Startled, he looked down to see the little fellow holding onto a tiny plastic toy car in its mouth—obviously mistaking it for a gas cap. The driver laughed, gently took back the toy, and patted the dog on the head before continuing his delivery.