The Bull Ring.....

Truth is, I know very little about the Bull Ring.  I know where it is...  you can see it as you're traveling down the highway...  

But chances are you'll just see the restaurant that is in front of it....  because the restaurant is colorful and usually has customers sitting in front and you don't look beyond it.

But that restaurant is actually built onto the very front of the Bull Ring....

I'm standing behind and to the left of the restaurant...  looking up at the outside of the arena...

I don't know when the last bull fight took place...  these days the arena is used for parties...  for music venues, sometimes for quincenarias...  (a girl's 15th birthday party...  her debut, or coming out).

Bill & I have been to bull rings in the past...  in fact, we've been to "bloodless" bullfights in Texas...  another blog a few years ago (the bull isn't killed, but the toreadors could be) and we were in Sevilla, Spain where the bull ring (and first event of the season) was just a few blocks from where we lived.  So I have no first hand knowledge of the real thing (nor do I want to)....

But, as we're walking around the tiers of seats in the arena...

I could almost hear the shouts, the gasps, and even the bull snorting and the pounding of his hoofs....  I could see the swish of the cape, and the ballet-like movements of the toreador.

And I looked at the wall below the seating...  that grey line?  Well...  it's all names of matadors who have fought here...

Names I don't recognize, but I'm sure anyone familiar with the history of this sport in Mexico would know immediately.

There are the usual advertisements painted on the walls as well....

Often these are local supporters or even nationally known beer companies.  This one looks to be for a carpenter company here in Lo de Marcos.

No matter what the bull ring is used for today, it still appears to be fairly well kept up for local events.  And if you sit there and listen, you might hear very faintly, somewhere behind the noise of the vehicles traveling along nearby Rt 200, the crowd cheering and yelling...

Ole, Ole, Bravo, Ole!

That's All For Today!