Nobody expects the Spanish inquisition
Imagine you are sitting with a couple of friends, watching some Monty Python movies and having a fun time, when suddenly the telephone rings. Richard Stallman is on the phone: "I am at the airport now, will you pick me up?"
Blank stares all around.
"Yes, my travel plan said I will sleep at your place tonight."
You obviously knew of nothing, noone told you anything, and you already have myself (Georg Greve) staying at your place for a few days. So you cannot help but feel that the Monty Python movie has not yet ended -- or rather, that it has taken over reality.
In any case, this is how Pablo Machon, FSFE's Spanish coordinator, must have felt last Saturday, as he was driving in his car to fetch Richard Stallman from Madrid airport who was in need of a place to sleep before going on to Zagreb.
As Monty Python taught us: Nobody expects the Spanish inquisition.
Anyhow, next morning found us sitting in the kitchen with some cheese and bread, which gives a rather nice picture, even though it is slightly fish-lensy.
But there was not a whole lot of time, because RMS had to fly on to an event in Zagreb, before he'll participate in the events in Belfast and Torino which are organised partly or entirely by FSFE. So all of us went to the airport together to drop RMS off for his flight and RMS gave another demonstration of his infamous device to use a laptop while standing -- a.k.a. neck strap.
In any case, Pablo made an extraordinarily puzzled face when Richard called that night -- it was around 22:00 or so. So he now set up his blog and prmosed to write a few words about his feelings once we get back from a round of tapas that is now awaiting us.
Update: Pablo's entry is now up: "Unarmed but dangerous"
