Of course we ate fair food and got some yummy ''fresh squeezed'' lemonade that came from a jug.
Fair wouldn't be fair without a rodeo or two. One of the guys competing in the wild cow milking got run over by his cow... twice. Another guy got bucked off his bronco into the fence and split his head open. Good times.
And we saw our first horse race! That was exciting even though we didn't actually make any bets.
When we went to the rodeo we walked through the beer gardens to get in and we had to convince the bouncer that we were really older than 21 (we forgot our ID) and had to promise that we wouldn't drink. Haha. I guess looking young will be a blessing when we're 50.
When we went to the rodeo we walked through the beer gardens to get in and we had to convince the bouncer that we were really older than 21 (we forgot our ID) and had to promise that we wouldn't drink. Haha. I guess looking young will be a blessing when we're 50.
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Oh my gosh, how fun! I wish we could've gone! I've always wanted to see a horse race, and see a rodeo where someone actually gets hurt. Yes I know that may be weird, but it's true. So... you didn't even go to the blackfoot fair or the little madison county fair? I would totally count those.
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