My son, Rex and I reported to Pamplona’s Plaza Consistorial, joining the other couple thousand runners (encierros) before 7am.  Some were praying.  Some were rereretying Nike laces.  Some were doing nifty 1960’s-style warm up moves/stretches.  They were male.  They were young.  They were eyeing me with a “What the f are you doing here?” look.  One came […]