Well, Fourth of July has come and gone and I don't know about you guys, but mine was completely boring. Absolutely nothing happened.....
That's a total lie. My fourth of July was wonderful, and of course, as promised, I have a Cordova family story to tell. Well, I'll tell you first about my day. We woke up and then decided to take Miguel to a true American event...The Greeley Stampede! What is the Greeley Stampede, you ask? Ah, yes, well to the non-westerner, the Greeley Stampede is only the biggest fourth of july Rodeo in the world. Yep! We went to the rodeo and saw everything! The barrel races, mutton bustin, Steer wrestling, calf roping, bronc busting, and of course, the big mack daddy of all rodeo events- Professional Bull Riding! It was pretty fun, I like watching them, although I can't imagine the chiropractic bills for the riders. Sheesh. So the rodeo was good and we got to introduce Miguel to the wonders of event/carnival type food- the corn dogs, the turkey legs, the BBQ, the fried everything. He ate 3 hot dogs and fried potatoes and of course, a funnel cake. Top that off with a fresh squeezed lemonade, and you'd never know he was a Spaniard...
So after the rodeo was over with we moseyed on back to Denver for a quick hour long rest before we headed up to the foothills of the mountains to Golden, CO where my uncle lives. If you don't know, Coors Brewery is in Golden, it's a nice town. Well anyway, My uncle lives in an apartment above Meyer's Hardware and we have roof access...I think I explained this in the last post, So pardon the redundancy. Anyway, While we were waiting for the burgers to cook, we decided it would be a good time to set off the fireworks my cousin and miguel bought. We set them off in the parking lot behind my uncle's building. It's funny, because my uncle always freaks out that the police are going to come and arrest us for shooting off the fireworks (did I mention the fireworks are kind of illegal because of the high wildfire risk?) But we're careful and nowhere near any sort of vegetation, so there we are setting off the fireworks and people are walking by on their way to get their seats at the park, so people obviously see us shooting off these fireworks. And as we're lighting the last one, I see a cop car drive by going in the opposite direction, so I say (partially kidding) "I think it's it time to go back inside, I just saw a cop car." Actually I really said "Everybody inside! It's the Fuzz!!" And so we all go inside quickly, and it's kind of a good thing. Once we got back up to the roof we were all by the edge looking over waiting for the big fireworks to start, and then the two bicycle cops ride up to the parking lot, Survey the empty fireworks shells and just start shaking their heads. Previous to us realizing that they were cops on the bikes, my 11 yr old cousin Daniel says, while holding a fistful of bottlerockets "haha, wouldn't it be funny if we shot the bottlerockets while the bicyle guys were close by to scare them?" I said "Danny, I think those are cops." He sheepishly said oh, and then proceeded to try and hide the bottle rockets by putting them behind his back. The bike cops saw us up on the roof, but only said "Hey, you guys have a great seat for the fireworks show!" We of course played dumb innocent middle class americans, and just smiled and waved. So there you have it, another Cordova family Fourth of July, Arrest-free, but closer than we've ever come to getting nabbed.
Oh yeah, the fireworks were good too.
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