Fiesta: It's like oh my god!

Fiesta: The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway

It's about some rich Americans who hang out in Paris and think it's all so cool because they're allowed to drink and they can't in the US because of the prohibition. They're so bored it's the only thing they do, until someone decides it's a cool idea to go to Pamplona.

So then they get there and they drink more wine and do some fishing and then it's that bull fiesta thing where more wine is drunk and then they watch a couple of bull fights and oh what great fun that is.

The main character, who we are supposed to sympathise with but who is so unappealing that even the bull's testes have more character, thinks he's like really cool coz he speaks Spanish and the locals take him seriously (or so he thinks). He has a crush on some rich British girl who can't go out with him anyway because he's too ordinary ... well boohoo. She ends up screwing the slightly gay bullfighter anyway. There's also a Jew in it.

In the end, when the reader has realised that nothing has happened, there is no other conclusion to draw then that these useless people are the 1920s equivalent of the too-loud American tourists blocking my way on the escalator at Kings Cross this morning.