You're probably thinking to yourself, "who has!?"
Well this girl has. No, I am not a redneck.
My best friend forever had tickets to this monstrous event. No, she is not a redneck either. Because one of her brother is special needs, her family gets tickets to sweet events such as Monster Truck rallies and the like about once a month. And this month they invited me to tag along. Despite the fact the neither of us are redneck or ten year old boys, we were super excited to go.
After we all loaded into an oversized van, Eliza's mom began to dish out some treats while instructing us to stash the goods into our jackets so security wouldn't take them away. This reminded me of my grandma, every time we go to the movies, "Ashley, bring your big coat! We're brining our own popcorn!" Oh Granny.
When we arrived at the event center in West Jordan there were hundreds of cops. Okay, maybe there weren't hundreds of them, but it sure seemed like it. They were every where. Did these kinds of events usually get out of hand? Should I have been scared for my life?
As we got our tickets and proceeded up the stairs to our seats we were handed bright orange earplugs. I have been to plenty of concerts so I placed them in my pocket thinking that I would not need them. Boy, was I wrong! Those trucks were so loud. The poor children around us couldn't take it and they refused to wear their earplugs. Parents were covering their children's heads with coats trying to soften the noise for their their tender little ears. There was this sweet little girl in front of me who appeared to have down syndrome and she was just burying her head into her daddy's chest while he covered her ears for her. It was a precious sight. I watched them for a moment or to and could see how much this dad cared for his daughter.
The whole shindig was a lot slower than I expected it to be. There were safety checks before every event and it seemed like the contestants just moved slow getting into the arena. Along with these over sized trucks there were dirt bikes and car races. The dirt bikes were pretty cool. The riders would go off of a ramp and flip their bikes or do the splits in the air and other dangerous stunts. I kept thinking, "I wonder if their mothers are watching this?" My favorite part of the whole event was at the very end when Toxic, a green and black monter truck went off the really big ramp. He just flew through the air like well, a monster truck. It was pretty neat. The whole crowd cheered.
I had a delightful time at the Monster Truck rally. I even put it on my already completed bucket list.
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