Manlio was in town, so we took the opportunity to hit up Mason-Dixon, a wholly unremarkable neighbourhood bar, except for one thing – a mechanical bull.
Paraphrasing KevinC: “I thought it was going to be gruelling, painful and embarrasingly humiliating, but it actually turned out to be a lot of fun”.
My usual dose of healthy skepticism disappeared after the @#$@ thing started trying to throw me off. Some skin scraped off my finger and bruised inner thighs were my only wounds. Read all about it on Alex and Karen’s blog.