Bull....

I know I've been blogging too much here. Last post for a while, I promise. But the fact I've figured out the French keyboard makes it so hard not to... I took the train to Arles today and watched a bullfight in a 2,000 year old Roman arena. Not a Spanish bullfight, where they kill the bull, but a Provencal one. It involves men in white clothes trying to take a ribbon strung between the bull's horns. It also involves a lot of Matrix-esque leaping to the safety of walls. I wish I could put videos and photos up, it was insane. You'll all just have to wait until I get back. Probably the most authentic thing I've done thus far. I think everyone who reads this blog should take a quick moment of silence for Herb Carneal, who passed away today. Herb was the voice of the Minnesota Twins, and I listened to him every year of my life. As much as I love the soothing voice of John Gordon and Dan Gladden, it just won't be the same without Herb. Thanks. Tomorrow, it's an early morning to see Pont du Gard, quick transfer to the TGV station, and off to Nice to meet back up with the crew. Talk to you all next from the banks of the Cote d'Azur.