While my new vehicle is far less accommodating to my needs as my precious motor home, now resting in an airport parking lot, this van is satisfying my temporary needs.
Brandon's blue Neon was already in the parking lot, and he was lounging with his back against it, arms folded across his chest.
Pulling into a well lit empty parking lot, she parked the car to the side.
It was supposed to be in a parking lot nearby.
As she entered the parking lot, she spotted Lori's car.
Even so, Alex was waiting outside when she pulled into the parking lot.
I know I could get mugged, but that could happen in the hospital parking lot if I was driving a car.
The Buick with its stolen plates turned up in the San Diego Airport parking lot wiped clean.
The authorities were most sympathetic and cautioned me against taking short cuts when parking in the city at night.
It was in long term parking at Logan just as you guessed.
Once in a while we shut the alarm down during the day 'cause some of the help use that exit to the back parking lot.
She stood across the parking lot, talking to three suited men.
After several wrong turns I pulled into the parking lot of the Pacific Crest Inn.
He fished his keys out of her pocket and hurried her towards the parking lot.
Probably a five buck parking ticket he didn't pay fifty years ago and he thinks they're still trying to hunt him down.
The number fell to three when a dinnertime caller remembered someone opening their purchase in the parking lot.
However, parking was next to impossible, as preparations were underway for the morning parade, and driving by, he noticed the market was closed for the holiday.
Two blocks away, the patrol car struck a van backing out from its diagonal parking space in front of the toy store.
She guided the car to the lit parking lot near the metro station, her destination.
True to his word, they drove less than two blocks before he entered a public parking garage and drove to the bottommost floor and parked in a dark corner with yellow no- parking lines.
Just a road leading to the small parking area and a closed ticket booth for the ferry.
The hallway led into an open area with one car in the large parking lot and a medieval stone wall and turrets surrounding the entire hacienda.
The couple drove over the narrow wooden bridge that spanned Red Mountain Creek, and joined two other cars in the small parking area.
As the group pulled into the parking lot at Mountain Village, the upper portion of the ski area, Donnie began to look nervous for the first time.
The foursome rode the gondola the short distance down from the parking area to the central village complex, with Donnie looking down, wide-eyed from the swinging car.
Dean hurried to return his skis while the others took the gondola back to the parking lot.
Usually there were few cars at the site but now, with the early festival climbers in town, the parking lot at the curve of the county road was filled.
He stood in the parking lot searching for her and sniffed the air.
He paced around the parking lot for a few minutes cursing the first woman to ever deny him, and then stormed back into the bar, grabbed the red head, forced her to look into his eyes and growled, "You will not scream."
He considered the first night they met and how differently it would have played out if he had caught up to her in the parking lot.
After parking the car, they marched to the office, Connor sandwiched between the vampire and the werewolf.
His truck was in the parking lot, so he had been back to the house.
Moonlight spilled over large buildings with triangular roofs into community squares abutting stacked parking lots.
Heat rolled over him as he was flung towards the weed-infested parking lot.
Elise's voice came from the darkened parking area.
The parking lot was empty, and the only sign of unusual activity was the open gate.
After turning the knob once to confirm it was locked, he paused, somewhat unsteadily, and glanced across the motel parking lot.
A scattering of cars dotted the parking lot but due to the late hour the avenue beyond was nearly devoid of traffic.
Parking wasn't a problem if you didn't mind paying the price of a good country dinner, but Dean didn't have time to hunt down a bargain so he reluctantly pulled into the closest lot.
"I'll give you a whack at 'em," Hunter said as he pulled his tan Ford into the parking lot.
He parked in a no-parking zone, figuring even the police wouldn't be out on a night like this.
A soggy parking ticket was spread over his windshield by the first sweep of the wipers.
There in the blur of a passing auto and mirrored in descending waves of rain was the huddled figure of Cynthia Byrne stumbling across the parking lot toward the road and the beach beyond.
Dean half-felt his way across the parking lot in his bare feet, cursing the pebbles and splashing through ankle-deep puddles at curbside before stumbling into the absolute darkness of the beach-side path.
Her added weight, though slight, caused the parking lot gravel to cut even deeper into his aching feet.
It became obvious early on that Dean wouldn't reach his destination by 7:00 and in fact the sun was beginning to set when he finally pulled into the crowded parking lot of The Sea Mist restaurant.
He chased after her, in time to catch a glimpse of yellow as she barged out the door toward the parking lot.
It was after 4 a.m. when the pair slid into the brightly lit parking lot of the Philadelphia hospital.
Just as they reached the outside and were nearly at the parking lot, Fred let out a yell, startling the dickens out of Dean.
Keaton pulled the car off the road into a grassy parking area beside the creek and shut off the engine.
No, he caught me in the parking lot and said you were helping a friend, but you wanted to invite me to this party.
There was valet parking for residents and visitors, and her car was – by far – the oldest and cheapest among those in the drive.
She tossed her salad and stood in line to get him his coffee then walked across the parking lot to the Barnes and Noble.
They kept to one side of the busy parking lot.
Jessi settled into the passenger seat, her seatbelt barely on when Xander throttled the car out of the parking lot.
Wide, with four rows of trees shading the parking of its central mall, and is a link through the Back Bay Fens with the beautiful outer park system.
After parking his vehicle—no easy chore with the summer traffic—he entered the beautiful and ornate Victorian hotel.
He lost sight of her while trying to find a parking spot.