That's the bull ring where matadors fight the animals. Not everyone gets in, however, and we didn't want to miss the climax of the festivities. After all the hysteria of the run, a Matador starts the bullfight, then slaughters one of the bulls. This is one tradition we could not tolerate and exited the stadium so we wouldn't have to witness this atrocity. Running With the Bulls is a party on a world-wide scale.
People go wild until dawn and it's mass hysteria everywhere.
We found it very similar to Mardi Gras in New Orleans, except everyone was speaking different languages. The people were from everywhere, mostly from Europe. My friend Annette smiles in the stadium. We found the area around the festival to be very charming with traditions we liked and beautiful, historic buildings. The food, however, was less appetizing.