About 30 hours now until we land in Spain. Vanessa - otherworldly sprite that she is - has burst into some type of flailing, foot-stomping, hand-clapping dance here in the office. This, she explains, is meant to inspire me to start this blog - and, oddly, it has succeeded. (Note to self: If such a thing exists as Flamenco Karaoke, do NOT allow Vanessa to participate. Or DO, and take video for future entertainment). This will be my first visit to Spain since the last year of graduate school (2001), when I lived and studied in Burgos for about 2 months. No test at the end this go-round, but I feel compelled to take notes nonetheless. I tend to remember past events in representative snapshots but find myself searching for concrete details even days afterward. I
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