I have a theory that I need to try everything at least once to see if I like it or not (good things mind you). So when my friend Lorena invited me to go to a Monster Truck Rally, I thought, sure. Never been, would like to see what all the fuss is about.
I was not disappointed. I had to go straight from work so I didn't have a lot of time to prep accordingly but there wer
e enough mesh hats and belt buckles there to go around. It was loud and crazy as I expected. But I was surprised when the drivers got out of their trucks to wave to the crowds.
These guys are not guys, they are grown men (and one woman! Madusa!) I was talking to a co-worker about it the next week and I asked him if that was really every guy's dream. He said he would love to be doing it and he was going to start practicing on his way home. :)
The ironic thing was that the star of the event was Gravedigger. It's a truck from North Carolina and we actually drove by it's home on our road trip a few weeks before. I remember this because I was driving and I couldn't figure out why there would be an old bus buried in a hill of dirt in the middle of a random field. Then we saw the Gravedigger and it all made sense.
But I think the highlight of the night came during one of the inbetween acts.
I can't say that I'll be jumping to go to another one any time soon, but I had a great time!