The bullfights in Cali are held during the end of the year and coincide with their giant festival, Feria de Cali. We are here in Cali for the feria and going to a bullfight seems to be a thing to do. I have been before about 15 years ago in Spain, but Mika has never been so we decide to check it out.
|Ticket windows at the Plaza del Toros|
|We'd be holding up the roof if there was one|
There are several steps which happen before the matador meets the bull face to face with his red cape, sword and really really tight pants. There are guys who wave large pink capes, there is a horse rider and two guys without capes that stick short spears into the bull. All of these are done so that the matador can study how this particular bull moves and reacts. When he is ready the matador stands alone with the bull. If he is performing well the Presidencia - judges presiding over the match - will signal a live band to play. The matador must kill the bull in a certain amount of time and he has three chances to do it. If it is not quick the crowd will whistle in disapproval. In the rare chance that the bull does not die, the beast is spared and the rest of his days will be spent out to pasture as a stud.