Bull Fight

This past weekend I went to the Bull Fight with my friend Julio. Since I saw the posters around Saltillo I had been wanting to go, and so we bought our tickets and Saturday headed to the Plaza. This was not something that I wanted to miss, it was on a check list of things to do here in Mexico. So we went and fought our way to the seats because it was general admission. Once we were settled we listened to the music for awhile, and at exactly 4:30 the man came out with his plaque telling us the information about the bull. Well for the first bull I was not ok seeing the bull being stabbed in the back and then repeatedly stabbed and thankfully the bull was directly in front of us so I could not see the poor bull falling to his death. But I still cried and Julio asked if I wanted to leave, but I said I could handle it. So then Pablo Hermoso came out on his horse and he is the best in the world. To see him it was definitely an art form. And then finally my favorite matador came out, and he was amazing. Imagine a really tiny Mexican kneeling while the bull is charging at him full speed. He had a way about him the bulls were completely calm and tranquil. He had a way to mesmerize the bulls. Well it was a wonderful time, once I got over the fact that it is a bit inhumane. It was definitely something I suggest to see. I know that I will never forget my first bull fight, or my last. To me it was a one time thing.