The town is quite small and, as you already know, completely empty. It didn't particularly stand out until we arrived at the Plaza del Coso, a huge, sandfilled square in the middle of town surrounded by a hodgepodge of balconied wooden houses. This square doubled as the town center and bullring (although not simultaneously). One very strange arrangement here is that, several centuries ago, the occupants of these homes sold the rights to viewing the bullfights while keeping their homes as a way to raise money. So on days when there are bullfights, the current owners of these rights occupy the balconies and windows overlooking the ring, while the homeowners are relegated to the back of the house, which I have to imagine caused some friction over the years.