Two weeks from now, the entire city (well a lot of it) goes western. It’s always kind of unnerving to see those folks that jump into it with both cowboy boots. Perfectly normal people that likely come from good homes will stand in line for fifteen minutes to have a plate of pancakes and syrup cooked out of the back of a chuckwagon by a person dressed like somebody fresh off the set of Bonanza. The Calgary Stampede is what a lot of folks think it is that makes this city unique. Some just hate the old-fashioned cowboy persona and would love to see the city shed this and become more metropolitan.
