(image: Jeff MacDonald, IRCO, Portland, OR)
If you’ve been reading this blog for some time, you may have noticed that my trips:
Are suddenly suggested by someone other than myself (or involuntary body part movements…or
) wine Are something I am a little too easily talked into going on
Get broken up into two parts Include potentially perilous transitions between those parts
Of course, this could also all just be me and my flair for the overly dramatic.
Daniel is traveling tonight on a plane…I can see the red tail lights heading for Spain. Jane says, “I’m going away to Spain when I get some money saved.” I’ve never been to Spain, but I kinda like the music.
Duke University Archives. CC BY-NC-SA 2.0.
You now know pretty much all ArchivistPhil knew of Spain prior to a week-long trip I just took to that nation. Yup, three little pop songs referring to
. Who says archivists can’t be uncultured boors? a country with roots going back as far as 35,000 years