On a dark and foggy night around 1 in the morning we drove up upon this old country road and dove out of the car to find the cache in which this butterfly resided.
Much to my amusment upon logging on the find this bug, I found that it origionated in Andalucia, Spain. One of my best friends and I once wrote a song about the location chronicaling the the struggles of a distraught songwriter who could find no way to write a song about the city causing him to cry out, over and over in anguish "Andalucia, Nothing will rhyme with-ya".