So I went to a bullfight, corrida de toros. Does that make me a bad person?
I was full of trepidation but also excited. I expected to be repulsed and to leave early, maybe after the first bull was killed. 1,564 more words
Here is a classic from the past, of Spain’s literary past. A tale of bullfighting that takes us behind the scenes with its portrait of an egocentric matador, and then out into the arena, where the matador confronts the horns of massive and agile bulls. 1,053 more words
Em 2011 me assumi corredor. Filho de maratonista que via o pai acordar cedo para correr e não conseguia fazer o mesmo. 499 more words