Any ideas of what to do at night during San Fermin, the running of the bulls? By myself? Chloe's a little worried. Not so much about me, but about whether I'll insist that she babysit me. Those will be the last few days she has in Pamplona because we won't be going back there before we go home, so I'll be leaving her alone with her friends for part of that time. I don't know how to go to bars, especially by myself, but it's not Chloe's job to entertain me (I hope she doesn't read that).
I don't speak their language. I'm guessing that most of the Americans there will be too drunk to comprehensibly speak any language because they are there expressly for San Fermin and all that entails, while I'm there sort of by coincidence (I don't want to be one of these guys or him). Our gracious hosts for that week don't speak my language any more than I speak theirs, so going back to their home alone would be a bit awkward and I don't want to inconvenience them any more than I have to. And I don't like to go to bed early (and I'd have no business being at San Fermin if I did). Maybe I'll pretend to be a photojournalist and pretend that I have purpose there, but I'd still rather not wander around by myself in a crowd of over one million drunken revelers when I don't speak the language.
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