Toro

We lunched at a restaurant suggested by Meg. Then some of us went to the bull fighting rink. Wow, I learned a lot, but I certainly don't feel any better about it. The rink was massive with perfectly raked golden sand. The bulls are bred in the best of environments specifically for their one day fight. It is not a sporting event, but rather a show that is judged by it's entertainment value. The bull always dies. Sometimes men do as well. Shows still happen here regularly, but many locals do not support it.

In the past training was on horseback trying to get their lance through the ring held by the eagle or aiming for the fake heads. The matador clothing was exquisite. We learned that a family friend of Dani's makes them and also altered Meg's wedding gown!