In 1955 we drove through upper New York State during the month of August and watched them pick tomatoes for as far as we could see. As the trucks would dive down the highway some of the tomatoes would fall off and my brother and I picked them up and got into a tomato throwing fight. Now I read that when I book my reservations in the hotels in Spain I can actually make arraignments to be in a tomato throwing fight as an adult. I am not sure of all of the details at this point but know that it takes place in the city of Bunol