Milwaukee was so much fun this weekend, that it’s got me stuck in major travel mode. On the way back, we were talking about where we wanted to head this summer, whether it’s just the two of us, or the three of us, depending on whether or not a certain almost 13 year old boy has dug himself out of the grounding hole. With The Kid in tow, we’ve set our options on Chicago, Milwaukee again for Summerfest or St. Louis, all areas we’ve been, are sure we can get their rather cheaply, and are pretty sure we can come up with enough things to keep us busy that don’t involve closing down a bar both nights of the weekend.
If The Kid doesn’t get to go with us, we’re naturally leaning towards Vegas. It doesn’t help matters much when I get an email about once a week advertising a hotel room right on the strip for nothing but $2.49 and a high five. While I don’t think we’ll want to wait this long, there’s always the NFR 2010 taking place in December. That’s National Finals Rodeo to those of you that hate the calf-roping, bull-riding, barrel-racing type sport.
I wouldn’t at all mind going to NFR at some point. I’m a rodeo fan and have been since I was young. My first job was selling hot dogs out of a concession stand at the Missouri State Fairgrounds during rodeos and tractor pulls. This is borderline redneck admissions, isn’t it?