No bull for me…

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I’m trying to approach the traditions of different cultures with an open mind, so today I visited the bull-fighting arena and museum in Seville. My visit was definitely educational, but also difficult to understand. While this tradition dates back to 18th century Spain, every year between April and October, 25 fights still take place (in this arena alone). Each fight involves the fighting and killing of 6 bulls. As a taurean, and someone who is generally against the suffering of all sentient beings, I really struggle with this cultural practice. Please behold some skilled paintings of these beautiful beasts before they died solely for the purpose of entertainment #likeanimalstotheslaughter #canihavemy8eurosback #bullfightingisnotmything #cultureclash (at Plaza De Toros De Sevilla – Andalucia Espana -)

Foreign nanny chronicles

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Foreign nanny chronicles, day 3: we’ve started a band called “The super good band”. 3 year old on mini guitar and vocals, 2 year old on drums, 7 year old on guitar and vocals, nanny on back-up vocals. I’d describe our sound as experimental latin noise fusion with a hint of tantrum #supernanny (at Sanlúcar de Barrameda, Spain)

Una mujer fuerte e independiente en Plaza España, Sevilla, España

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Today I rowed a boat around a moat. By myself. And I got some very strange looks. I just smiled. No, I’m not traveling with a partner/family or friends, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to let that stop me rowing a boat around a moat when I want to. #boatonamoat #howcouldinot #noshame #strongindependentrowingwoman #steeringmyowncourse #solotravel #seville (at Plaza de España, Seville)