Prep for Pamps

This was the night Tom had been waiting for for months. The much anticipated (and much feared on my part) night we would make our way to Pamplona after our nice little beach interlude in Biarritz.

The scenery along the way was pretty nice, too!

But the scenery wasn't what the boys cared about it. The one thing occupying their mind?

Fashion.

That's right, on the eve of the opening of the San Fermin festival in Pamplona, they had to work on their wardrobes quicksmart!

We had managed to get Tom a last minute all-outfit before we left Bordeaux the previous day...

And now it was time for the finishing touches... red, red and lots of red (always a good choice when there are going to be bulls around, right?).

Tom had bought himself a very flamboyant red scarf/pashmina when we were in Paris to complement his Parisian Gentleman outfit, which he showed off here. Unfortunately one scarf was not enough, though. So the boys began a very ruthless attack.

And then the fashion parade began.

 

And then, a bit of bullfighting practice. They hadn't realised at this stage that they should probably be practising running from the bulls, not fighting them.

Reckon they're ready?

Let's hope so!