My wife and I attended the rodeo a few years ago. It was one of those things I had wanted to do since I was a boy, but never had. We drive by this place all the time.
So there we were on a Saturday evening. It was beautiful out.
Then it started. It never occurred to us how the bulls were made to buck. When at the rodeo, it is difficult to escape that fact. So we were, I guess, turned off by that.
The atmosphere, however, is nice; there are a lot of families, lots to do, and entertainment.