Seriously, when our alarm went off early on Sunday morning to go to the bull fighting arena I think we were both cursing life after pretending we were young. However, we had no choice because things in Spain are either closed on Sunday or close at noon. So we headed over there. It was a guided tour but with audio cassettes; I kept falling behind of where we were supposed to be on the audio guides but I got the gist. I was not comfortable watching a bull fight but a tour of the arena was pretty cool. It was super interesting learning about how the price of seats depends on where in the sun they are. Their was a bull fight that nite so there were a bunch of old men just hanging out and talking.
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