I should probably start off by stating that I'm neither a bloodthirsty neanderthal nor a tree-hugging vegan hippie. I guess I'm somewhere in between (but likely closer to the neanderthal side I admit). So I was a bit apprehensive when I was deciding on whether to buy tickets to the bullfight. What swayed me was the fact that in Portugal, they don't actually kill the bull (in Spain, the matador plunges a spear into the heart of the bull and it dies in the arena in front of everybody). As Barcelona recently banned bullfighting, and Mexico City is considering a ban, I figured it's only a matter of time before it's outlawed around the world and I decided to see it before I judged it. I'll talk about it a bit more below, but I will say that I'm glad I went.
Hilariously cheerful art around Lisbon |
This street art is more hilarious, but maybe less cheerful... |
Marketing works - I was almost convinced to eat here because of this thing lol |
A lot of pomp and pageantry before the bullfight. |