Today my ankle does not hurt but a tiny bit, but it is still really stiff and it does not have full range of motion back yet.
We went to a bull fight, it was completely inhumane. They had a bunch of guys to tire the bull out at first by making him charge at them from different sides of the arena. Then a man on an armored horse come out with a spear and stabs the back of the bull, then they make the bull run more, then three guys each take two decorated sticks with hooks and stab those into its back. So the bull is now running with up to six hooks in its back. Then the matador comes and makes the bull run more and then takes a very long sword and stabs it all the way in its back. Next comes the gross part where the bull starts throwing up blood through its nose and mouth, like buckets of blood. Then the bull lays down and they stab in right behind the head and it dies and is dragged out by two horses.
One matador had is shoe taken off by a bull. Another bull charged at a matador with his backed turned but the matador moved just in time because the crowd yelled. They let one bull live after the spear stabbing, we think it was because he fought well because he knocked the sheet from the guy and did not give up. One bull got under the armor of the horse and made the horse bleed, those horses are trained well because they did not move under any circumstances.
After the bull fight some people came to our house to have a birthday dinner with Kevin. Our mom made empanadas, pizza, some bread stuff that I do not know how to explain, hotdogs in bacon, and cake. She bought us pop, beer, wine, and champagne.