Me, Myself, Moss and Madrid: You Mess With The Bull...You Get The Horns!

We went to bull fight last night! What an experience! I actually thought it was really cool, but let's just say not everyone in my group felt the same about it. Good thing I am not an animal activist.

Here are some pictures. Keep in mind, pictures of a bull fight- not the most humane thing in the world:

When the bull fight starts, there is some dramatic music and these guys (pictured below) come out and trot around for a while:

After that, the guys that rile the bull up come out:

After the pink cloaked men do their thing, the main bull fighter (with the red cloak) comes out. His goal is to stab the bull from the top with a sword. The pink cloaked men come out when the bull gets feisty with the bull fighter so that they can distract the bull.

Once the main bull fighter stabs the bull and it is basically dead, one of the pink cloaked men comes in and stabs the bull with a little dagger in the head/neck area and the bull instantly drops. Then, three horses come out and they have some sort of hook on the back of them and they drag the bull around the arena while everyone stands.