7th of July/8th of July
We have to get up at quarter to six in the morning to catch the train to Zaragoza. There we meet Alicia, Irene, Carolina, Sale, Edu, Antony and Ricci. We take the train to Pamplona to see the Running of the Bulls. It feels like we never said goodbye as if we would still be in Sweden just a wee bit hotter.
We arrive in Pamplona and spend the day just sitting on the streets, drinking and talking. Everyone is dressed in white and red as this is the tradition.
It’s a great sunny day and we all enjoy being together!

- Originally I was supposed to go there on my own to meet some of my American friends. They rented an apartment with a balcony, which is really expensive cause it is the only way to be completely safe from the bulls and you have an amazing view over the whole event. A couple of weeks later everyone else decided to go too so it was a good opportunity to see my friends again.
In the very last minute Jared, one of the Americans, calls me to let me know that something with the reservation of the apartment went wrong and that we don’t have a place to stay. -

So I decide to sleep on the streets like everyone else in the group. The time passes by and we are enjoying the sun, the music and the people dancing. But then the night comes and suddenly everything gets really uncomfortable. People are wasted, throwing sangria over each other and it gets really really cold. At 11pm we’re so cold that we have to go to a club to warm us up and at 2am it feels like we will never make it through the night. Sleeping outside seems impossible for us so Antony, Guillem and I just wander around the city. Everyone else stays in the club. We try to find a place to sleep as we are tired as hell but every time we sit down somewhere we all start shivering and leave after a couple of minutes. We meet Sale and Ricci on the street, go to another bar where they start dancing, Guillem and Antony fall asleep on the table and I am left alone with my freezing self.
By this time Guillem already had strong cramps in the stomach but we figured that would just go away. We change bars one more time when the boys wake up but am still freezing and really tired. At 6am the bus station opens -where we have all our stuff- and we need to go there because Guillem can hardly sit or stand anymore. There Antony decides that he will regret it for the rest of his life if he doesn’t run with the bulls and takes off. Sale and Ricci disappear, Guillem falls asleep and I have to queue for an hour to get our luggage.
Finally Antony comes back, really excited and without any horns in his body which makes me really happy!
We were supposed to stay another night but everyone is so exhausted from this one that we all decide to go home. One by one everyone takes off.
Alicia, Irene and Carolina already had a ticket for the bus to Zaragoza. Guillem and I had to go to the train station to get him a ticket to Barcelona and me one to Zaragoza. The two hours train ride seemed like a life-time and I tried to keep my eyes open so we wouldn’t miss the stop. Guillem took the train from Zaragoza to Barcelona and I took a taxi to the twins house where I took a shower and fell asleep.
Alicia was working when I arrived but Irene was there to babysit me.
We took it easy that night and watched the first hour of Amadeus, then went to bed because we couldn’t keep our eyes open.