Running of the Bulls

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I go back and forth about good ways to spend the summer. One way that consistently intrigues me is the running of the bulls in Pamplona, Spain. Which is funny considering I won't consider doing things other don't find so intimidating like skydiving, scuba, bungee jumping, or drunk dialing ex-wives.

For some reason, the thought of running with the bulls doesn't seem so intimidating when you have walked through Baton Rouge after a win over LSU, which is what a lot of the pictures of the San Fermín encierro remind me of.

Anyway, just a random musing for a Thursday morning.
TD