The announcer kept saying, "Ostriches have brains the size of a pea. The only thing dumber than an ostrich is the person that gets on one." He must have said it five times.
First, they had the chariot-style races. The ostriches were hooked up to these chariots and the "ostrich wranglers" jumped in the back in their fancy glittery capes. None of them made it the whole way around the track in any of the races.
Next came the bare-back ostrich races. The wranglers basically hop on and grab on to any feathers they can. You can see the ostrich heads poking out at the top of the gates.
And finally, the camel races. That's right. You didn't think there would be such a variety, did you? And of course, the wranglers had to dress in the Arab garb and carry brooms to "encourage" the camels. Apparently they used to use those fake curved swords (not racist in the slightest).
We rounded out the night with a Led Zeppelin tribute band, Eddie Money (in the flesh), and the mister finally got to eat his ostrich burger (it tastes just like turkey). We couldn't forget the funnel cake, either. Not a good day for the spending diet, but we had a great time!