Seeing bull riding in person, however, is a WHOLE different story. My goodness, I thought I was going to have a heart attack trying to will the rider to stay on the bull or holding my breath for what seems like an enternity because if I breathe, the cowboy just might fall off the bull and it will gore him to death with its horns. Overall, I survived, as well as all the cowboys in the competition, and no bulls were harmed in the making of this post.
So, here's a picture of the "opening ceremony," with flames and all the cowboys standing in line. The ones who make a lot of money are announced by name.
When we went to redeem our meal tickets, however, we got more than we bargained for (literally speaking). K was up first at the counter and asked the food lady, "So, what can I get for with this food voucher?" Lo and behold, the food lady said, "four hot dogs and four sodas. So what kinda soda you want?" SCORE! So K and I used our two tickets to get the eight hot dogs and sodas for the group. When we told the others what happened, we laughed and said that we should cash in the remaining food vouchers and get 24 hot dogs and sodas before we left the show. Unfortunately, we were either too full from the first hot dog and soda, or we were running away from a creep, that we forgot to collect our remaining hot dogs and sodas (we just really wanted the bottled sodas to take home).

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