This is taken from my window on Tuesday... I was waiting so I could pass and not get impaled by bull horns. There are clubs of people who drink all night, then taunt the bulls. They're the ones in white and red and such. Below I'll also post a picture of me trying to avoid the bulls as I go to fencing... Nilda took them from the dining room window unbeknown to me. If you click on it and enlarges, I'm the one wearing white sweat pants, and a black/yellow long-sleeved shirt trying to stuff the bag through the barrier and run across before the freaking toro came (see: the crowd slightly up the street waiting for the toro...)
All of a sudden it has turned from summer in Madrid to fall in Madrid. Its super chilly and I don't have a jacket good enough. I think THAT is a good enough excuse to go to the local MANGO clothing store... don't you?
I bought a book from the book vending machine a couple days ago in the metro, and now I'm absolutely hooked on a book I was actually supposed to read for a spanish class I dropped last year. Its called "The brief and Marvellous Life of Oscar Wao" or something like that in english. Its excellent, and as I'm riding an hour and a half either way to BLUME (national sports center), it comes in handy.
Love,
Eileen
Love,
Eileen
3 comments:
I always thought that in San Fermin, Fuenlabrada, whereever one has the opportunity to run with the bulls, it's INSANE. There are smart risks and stupid risks and running with the bulls is stupid-plus. Guess I disagree with my brother there. If I drank enough, I might do it. But I haven't drunk that much since college.
That is pretty crazy! Great photos. I'm glad you got to see it!
Love,
Mom
The guy was fine!!! hahaha... Theres only steers and maybe one or two real toros inthis running, so its not quite as dangerous. I'll post the steer's pic. He was just standing around like "screw you people"
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