Who needs to go to Spain to see the famed running of the bulls? And, really, isn’t it all a bit barbaric? I mean, personally, I always root for the bulls versus the people tormenting them.
So it makes me happy that here in New Orleans, we’ve put our own unique twist on the Spanish tradition. This past Saturday morning at the early hour of 8AM, the French Quarter was filled with thousands of folks wearing the traditional white and red, waiting to run, and hundreds of bulls — or Big Easy Rollergirls dressed in red, bedecked with horns and plastic bats — ready for the chase. Not having enough time to get my act (and outfit!) together this year, I watched from the sidelines and snapped a few photos. It looked like so much fun, though, that next year I vow to be out there, dressed in white and red, running and shrieking with the best of them… Goodness, I love this town.