Barcelona and Pamplona - we only had a few days in this great country. Our European tour was coming to an end and I had to run with the bulls in Pamplona, so it was very rush, rush. I ran into a friend from Australia, stayed up all night drinking Sangria, eating paella, dancing to great music, and hitting up a park for a quick nap with a bunch of gypsies on some pieces of cardboard.

The bull didn't get this close to spearing me, (my cheetah like speed won't allow it) but I did give it a whack or two with the old rolled up newspaper. This was much more innocent than what the Matadors did to the bulls at the end of the run.

This is my "just on of the hombres" running with the bulls in Pamplona garb. The race was unbelievable - it moved fast, the bulls were intimidating, and I met a lot of friends at the beginning of the race that I was surprised to see made it to the bullring at the end of the race. Pamplona was a long, great experience.

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