Cock Fight = Awesome

You have never REALLY been to Mexico until you attend a cock fight hosted in a cleared out parking garage. Gov and I tapped into this uncharted goldmine of amazingness 2 nights ago. We heard about it from a local mexican guy and when we wandered in there (6 pack in hand) and had no idea it was going to be this good.

Picture if you will. As we entered the garage we noticed it was completely lined with cardboard cock boxes especially designed to carry fighting cocks (breathing holes included), dead cocks laying in the blood soaked corners of the garage, and a 50 peso entrance fee at the gate. We gladly paid.

As we hesitantly saunter in, it becomes immediately apparent that we are the only weto's (white boys) in the place, which just ups our street cred even more.

We take our place atop the bleachers, which consists of a few metal supports and some 2/4's, crack a modelo especial, and are ready to watch the action unfold. I did not realize it, but you know how everyone in mexico has a machete right... well, so do all the cocks. The trainers keep the cocks' machetes in a small machete cock box just next to ringside. They then tie the cock's machete to the back of the cock's leg and this little saber helps the cock kill the other cock. Or just wound it to the point that it can no longer keep its head up, thus a victor is declared.

Did we bet on such festivities...? YES. Did I loose 100 pesos by betting on a cock that had a good 3 lbs on its opponent, yet managed to get its entrails spewed across the already blood soaked dirt arena floor..? YES. Was it worth every centavo...? YES.

We entered the cock fight arena as boys, and left feeling like kings of our time.

Now we are off to my cousins' B&B for Thanksgiving after which we are traveling to mexico city, then oaxaca, then huatulco.

stay tuned...