You looked at the man as if he said something but not quite the way you could understand. The worker smiles and taking you along he places his arm on your shoulder.
"Es Spainia' a wonderful place we have an exibit for you right over here!" said the Park employee.
I was brought to what appeared to be a windowless phone booth. Tall and round it stood as I looked at it and the Park employee looked at me.
As the door slid open a less than tender shove gave me a push inside. Before I could turn and complain the door slid shut. Suddenly a trapped feeling hit me as there was nothing but just me inside the steel gray tube.
"Please remove all clothing as it may impead breathing. Please stand with arms over your head fingers and hands straight up in the air. Now up on tiptoes and take a deep breathe, hold it please!" said some voice.
Doing as told I waited for what punishment was to come.
Suddenly from the top of the tube rained down a waterfall of thick clear liquid. I remember screaming as the stuff was quite hot and burned my skin with it's touch. The liquid kept coming till I was up to my neck in the slimmy stuff.
As the one light went out and total blackness left me treading the liquid to stay afloat and still breathe I found myself feeling strange. At first I bobbed about touching the floor of the tube with toes. Yet after a time I found myself doing a dog paddle as my head remained out of the liquid.
Slowly the liquid receeded as my toes touched solid flooring again. I braced myself against the walls and strained to see something in the blackness. A soft light began to illuminate the tube as my eyes slowly became used to the brightness.
The slidding door opened and I fell forward to stand looking at the persons beltbuckle. A glace up proved to offer a sharp pain in my nose as the points od a nose ring closed.
A jerk of my head backward made me turn to see the result of my time afloat. A long back covered in jet black hairs proved to be the first true view of the Spanish bull I was to remain for years to come.