Sep 30 2008
Brussels
It’s cold….and raining….
But Brussels is incredibly adorable. The metro/tram/train/bus system is a complete fucking mess though.
Here is my update on Arles
I had been begging the boyfriend to take me here, supposedly one of the most beautiful cities in the South of France…
Well…. with the exception of the dead bulls
We came during the Feries du Riz, which translated means “killing bulls to applauding crowds and eat paella afterwards” or “Rice Fesitval”
The area around Arles is known for their rice and salt. Well, it’s from the Camargue Delta, which is 1 hour south of Arles.
The Roman colisseum
The famous rice
Our breakfast of roasted chicken and tomatoes, with fried potatoes… absolutley amazing…
We also took a tour of the once biggest open air market in Europe. And it was long…… about 10 blocks. Didn’t really buy anything, but was a pleasure to walk through.
Random Museum in a old cathedral
The hospital where Van Gogh stayed for a year to recuperate. The room no longer exists, so don’t bother paying to go to the museum.
General direction of where his room was.
US
And now… the main event….. the bullfight!
The beginning
The first bull
They had 3 matadors, with one of them on the horse. He got awesomely thrown off his horse at one point and the bull rammed him! I was cheering…. for the bull….which defeats the purpose, I know.
Killing of the bull
The final stab
While this is something I cannot truly understand, having not been around this culture, it’s something I can somewhat appreciate. The history and culture surrounding this and it’s amazing how the matadors are absolutely fearless. But I think this will be the first and last bullfight for me.
All around Arles where pans of paella being cooked
So this is what we ate























































































