I know you’re thinking, "This is a pain." And you’re right. It is. But you know what’s a bigger pain? Watching a clown on a barrel dogging a bull while you’re stuck at the gate arguing with a guy named Greg about the definition of a "clutch." So here is my advice: Buy a cheap clear bag online now. Don’t overthink it. You can get one for five bucks. Slap a rodeo sticker on it. Own the look.
Also, fill your pockets. I wear a jacket with deep pockets. My phone, cash, a portable charger, and a small pack of tissues all live in there. You become a human bag, but you get in quickly. And honestly, that feeling of walking past the security line while the girl with the overstuffed backpack is having a meltdown? That is the true victory lap.
So do yourself a favor. Respect the policy. It’s not personal; it’s security. But mostly it’s a little test from the rodeo gods to see who actually reads the fine print. Read it. Pack small. And for the love of all that is corny and fried, don’t bring a regular backpack. Your future self, standing in line for a corn dog with zero stress, will thank you.
