Chapter The guys and I came down the plateau going toward Pamplona. "We passed the bull-ring, high and white concrete-looking in the sun, and then came into the big square by a side street and stopped in front of the Hotel Montoya" We then went to dinner
(Chapter 13) "We got into Pamplona late in the afternoon and the bus stopped right in front of Hotel Montoya" (135). It didn't have to be bright to see the mass preparation for the festival that was about to occur. We were all exited, and couldn't wait until it began. And after all, i am a true "aficion" according to Montoya.