True, it's not for the faint of heart or the queasy of stomach, but attending a bull fight is a time-honored Sunday afternoon activity for many folks in Guadalajara.
It would be hard to find an experience more steeped in tradition.
There's the traje de luces, the matador's flamboyant, ultra-formal outfit; the porrón, or kidney-shaped leather flask passed around by spectators generously sharing sips with one another; the mariachi music, matching the rise and fall drama of the fight; the vendors selling beer, micheladas, peanuts, and popcorn from coolers and carriers hoisted on their shoulders or around their necks; and, of course, the presentation of the bull's ear to the victorious matador.
If the intensity of the man vs. beast encounters is too much, enjoy people-watching from your spot in the gradas (stands). It doesn't get much better than this.