Nothing More American Than NASCAR

I’ve been back in the States spending sometime with my family and friends. My good friend Chito asked last minute if I wanted to go to NASCAR in Dover, DE. So, I took the offer.

One of the best parts of course is the tailgating…cold bud lights and grilled chicken. What else could I ask for?

Let’s just say nothing like it that I’ve experienced before. The raw and thunderous sounds of the race engines penetrates your bones. It’s exciting and exhilarating and neck breaking. Ok, so after a few laps I got tired of turning my head left to right then left to right.

The beer in my hand was getting warm and I just needed to walk around. So we did and met these NASCAR fans.