The Bullfight: A Dance with Death
This summer I was invited to a bullfight in Nimes. Visions of bulls, matadors and swinging red capes have been swirling in my head ever since.
This summer I was invited to a bullfight in Nimes. Visions of bulls, matadors and swinging red capes have been swirling in my head ever since.
Just tell me there’s a bullfight close to Uzes and I’m there. As usual, there’s always a party going on that makes the corrida even more fun.