New Year's Day we went to the annual bullfight in the Plaza de Toros--only a few minutes walk from our house. Whether your loved it or hated it, pitied the bulls or felt sorry for the men, there's no denying that it was a sight to behold. The arena was packed as you can tell from the photos, and the crowd alternated between cheers and boos as the competition went on. A four piece band even played at an impressive volume--at least, when they could be bothered to remember their job playing!-- and cries from vendors resounded throughout.
Friday
Bull Fighting!
Fact: Matadors are only the guys fighting on the ground. Picador is what you call these guys that we watched who ride on horseback. And we have no other name for the guys in white jackets who line up to get hit besides kamikazes!
New Year's Day we went to the annual bullfight in the Plaza de Toros--only a few minutes walk from our house. Whether your loved it or hated it, pitied the bulls or felt sorry for the men, there's no denying that it was a sight to behold. The arena was packed as you can tell from the photos, and the crowd alternated between cheers and boos as the competition went on. A four piece band even played at an impressive volume--at least, when they could be bothered to remember their job playing!-- and cries from vendors resounded throughout.
New Year's Day we went to the annual bullfight in the Plaza de Toros--only a few minutes walk from our house. Whether your loved it or hated it, pitied the bulls or felt sorry for the men, there's no denying that it was a sight to behold. The arena was packed as you can tell from the photos, and the crowd alternated between cheers and boos as the competition went on. A four piece band even played at an impressive volume--at least, when they could be bothered to remember their job playing!-- and cries from vendors resounded throughout.
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