
Bull Fight at Las Ventas (Places I Will Not Be Taking My Mother)
I went to a bull fight last night. Honestly, as an individual and a traveller, I have been a terrible researcher and historian. Before attending the fight I did not look up any of the history, procedures, watch any films, or try to anthropologically place the event in a realm where I could understand. Instead, I simply bought a ticket from a friend and showed up. I should probably work on that. First things first, the Plaza de Torros is beautiful. It’s a large structure with