Josh vs. Man, Josh vs. Rabbit

First possibly stunning fact: You haven't seen anything from my new camera yet. That said, this action shot comes from last weekend's trip to Merida, Caceres and Trujillo, more specifically the Roman ruins of Merida. Battle No. 1: My esteemed colleague Ethan and I waged an epic struggle where gladiators and animals fought each other to the death hundreds of years ago. By the end of our vicious fight, I had the 20,000 proud (actually just a professor) asking for Ethan's death. I was victorious. Moving on.

What you're about to read next may shock you. It might not, depending on how attached you are to rabbits. If you happen to be particularly fond of those furry creatures, you might want to stop here.

Second possibly stunning fact: Last week, I had an exquisite meal. That's right, your worst fears are true. Battle No. 2: I ate rabbit. Before you start accusing me of being a terrible person, you should know that ... I thoroughly enjoyed the experience and don't feel a tiny bit bad about it! OK, that's not entirely true. Let me back up.

In Spain, people eat rabbit. It's not exactly a delicacy, but it's not a common fix for the munchies either. Keep in mind that this is the same country that kills bulls for sport. So, one day my housemother asks me if I'd be interested in eating rabbit for lunch one day. I was a little apprehensive, but my roommate and house brother Carlos were ready to take on the task. Despite playing with his food (in bad taste with rabbit at the table), Carlos was highly disappointed. I was not. Rabbit has a similar taste to chicken, just a little stronger, and it is best served with potatoes. Mmm.

To summarize: Josh 2, Man/Rabbit 0.