We met right in front of his house, he introducing himself to me and two friends as we stood admiring the ancient facade. We all chatting for some minutes, he inquiring as to our presence in town, and upon hearing that we were in the arts, suddenly asked: "Would you like to see the house?" Of course we did. So he opened the huge doors, and we entered into a long, quiet courtyard that abuts the city wall built by Romans—the house itself being one of the earliest in Soria. 12th-century to be exact.
The first room we encountered was one of two libraries that flank the entry, containing the count's personal library, as well as family documents that are consulted by historians. On the table? An original copy of Spain's constitution, along with a signature book containing the names of royalty. Our generous and gracious host showed us everything, full of pride and humility, and then invited us to back into the courtyard, where we sat and talked, and libation appeared out of nowhere.