sayulita days

i have no idea if this was the last day or the first of the festival... but it was crazy. there was a parade at 8am and then everyone was in the plaza until about 5pm. my day at work was a bit hellish with 5 different banda bands playing over each other a half a block from the shop. i made it through without my ears bleeding but i did have a headache. so what did i decide to do with my evening?? go to the rodeo with my guy friends and listen to more banda. the good thing about being at the rodeo was... beer, buddies, dancing, bull riders, tranny-clowns, dirt, peeing next to cars, burgers with bologna, hot dogs, cowboys that can dance, surfers in cowboy cloths, seeing all my mexican friends, cock fights across the street... i am thankful for all things mexican.