Albert and Clara finally got a chance to take their dream vacation to Spain. She, ever the typical tourist, wanted to go shopping for souvenirs and to visit the centuries-old Dominican, Jesuit and Carmelite cathedrals. He, obsessed with Cervantes’ “Don Quijote” since his childhood, convinced her to go to El Toboso. As they passed the local parish church, they couldn’t help noticing all the decorations in honor of the feast day of its patron saint. Albert’s mind immediately wandered to the early seventeenth century, in a picaresque fantasy. She, resigned by then to his weakness, let him have his moment.