It&rsquos stupid how I actually planned to leave half way through this. The first thing I&rsquom told at Alanganallur is that once I&rsquom there for the bullfight, there&rsquos no leaving. As I look in horror at a guy sharpening his bull&rsquos horn with obvious delight, I&rsquom reassured by my man Friday (every tourist within 10 inches of a rampant bull must have one) that all the exit restrictions are placed so that a clueless stroller doesn&rsquot get in the way of a bull running wild in the village. &ldquoThere are no rules in this game, you see,&rdquo he says, &ldquoThe bull can be anywhere, and it can think anyone is the bull-tamer.&rdquo