Not really sure when we took this picture, but it was probably when we were trying to keep up with Daniel. I, of course, went home, since it was a school night (and it was after 10PM.) But several tried to run with the bulls. See "Why I can't be friends with the Spanish"I do remember the next day at work, that I saw Gaby walk in the front door. And even though she was 50 meters away, I could feel her hangover. That's pretty bad, since I'm not a very empathic person.
