We spent a day and a half in Madrid.  We mostly went to see the bullfights, since they don't do them in Barcelona anymore.  It was interesting.  (Pics to follow)  They killed six bulls during the match that we saw.  The bulls are freaking huge!!! Not like the skinny little things you see in Mexico.  The first matador got a little too cocky and got hooked by the bull, thrown up in the air three or four times and then trampeled on.  The other matadors came running out to try to get the bull off of him.  When they finally did, five of them ran off with the matadors lifeless body.  (We still don't know if he survived).  That doesn't happen too often, but it almost seemed fair after we saw the next six bulls get killed.  Not a sport for a weak stomach.