Notorious Ph.D. will, in fact, be spending half of her 41st birthday on a bus to a town of 11,000. Will there be documents there? I don't know. But it will be different. It always is.
UPDATE ALREADY: Lunchtime. Old dude at the table next to me looked almost exactly like my former M.A. adviser. And he wanted to talk. And I knew I was in trouble when, within the first three minutes, the phrase "Jesus was Basque" entered the conversation. At that point, I knew it was only a matter of time before we got to the Templars.** I have never eaten a salad so quickly in my life.
**We did, however, manage to get to the Essenes, the Cathars, Charlemagne, and how American Jews financed WWII before I was able to pay the check and get the hell out of there.