The Festival de San Luis was certainly interesting. It’s fifteen days long. I went Saturday, Sunday and Tuesday. The fair has a few stands selling food, a couple selling fair-like items and even a few rides. Otherwise it’s mainly composed of la corrida. La corrida changes every day. Most days its basically a man comes in riding a bull that’s been poked, prodded and electrocuted. Then, once he falls/jumps off a random group of tontos decide to jump in with the bull and run around with him. Taunting him, even jumping on him at one point.
I think it goes without saying that I don’t exactly appreciate this event. Even after the poor bull is annoyed for twenty minutes at a time the guys that go in there get really beat up for fun. I’m sorry but I do not appreciate seeing a man lying unconscious on the ground with half of his face hidden by blood. Vivid, I know… I was there.
But why on earth was vegetarian Jenny there – to experience what so many Ticos absolutely adore and look forward to all year long. You all know me, I’ll basically do anything just to say I have. I love experiencing life. But I can say with certainty I will not be entering another corrida again just for the experience. I’ll be just fine going to one of the bars that decks themselves out and dance with my like-minded friends and walk around running into people I know catching up. That’s probably been the best part of all the festivals I’ve been to – running into a bunch of people even if I haven’t lived in that town. It just goes to show how small town it is out here and I absolutely love it. Although the saying pueblo chiquito, infierno grande holds true, I still really enjoy it.
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