- Drycleaning onsite
- Minbar in room
- Room service
- Non-smoking rooms
- Wireless internet connection in public areas
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... too. And the bull fight- what can you say? As country people we are quite used to seeing cattle die and realise that our meat on the plate comes from an animal but there were a few girls from Australia sitting next to us who didn't realise what a bull fight entailed and were disgusted in what they saw and left early. We on the other hand could appreciate the skill and husbandry in front of us and soaked up all of the atmosphere- if you ever get a chance to see a bull fight and ...
... except for the fact that we needed to find Calle Campana 1, but the addresses definitely began at 2... With no internet or cell service it took some creative contacting, but after walking around the lively Pamplona streets wearing giant backpacks we finally managed to get ahold of the host and get into Calle Campana 2... 1st floor. The accommodations leave a little to be desired, but we get to take our backpacks off and head out to roam the streets and eat ...
... event in animal slaughter, to something I wanted to get out of as soon as possible.
To their credit though after the bullfight the people were great on the streets, there were families out enjoying the festivities, everyone was jovially street drinking and large groups danced for every ones entertainment to live music. I would return to San Fermin again, I wouldn't be seen at the bullfight unless someone I was with really wanted to go and I doubt I'd ...
... the tourists were, towards the end of the route where the narrow street widened. It was the safest, and definitely the easiest to run. But Scotty stopped 20 yards past Dead Man's Corner.
"Here is good."
"Are you ******* crazy??"
"We'll have a good run from here."
I didn't think I would meet anyone dumber or more adrenaline crazed than me here, but, Scotty had me beat.
Everyone stopped and I looked to Brendan for help, hoping ...
... I heard Tommy again, "here they come" as twenty odd people came flying into the wall and a pack of bulls sprinted past. I knew this was the critical moment as I leapt off the wall and began charging down the middle of the street. Sure the brave and foolish pride themselves on getting in front of the black bulls, I was just happy to be on the course. I had saddled up behind a massive brown bull. Running within touching distance I sprinted after it as it gained pace. The ...