Far, Fargo Away

Last weekend, I made my once-every-three-years trek to Fargo, North Dakota, for a family reunion. Yes, that’s right. Fargo. If you’ve never been there, let me just say that it isn’t the easiest of places to reach. As it turned out, it was more economical to fly to Minneapolis, rent a car, and drive four hours than it would have been to fly directly to Fargo. Fortunately, this roundabout journey had added benefits, as I was able to see some dear friends and family in the Minneapolis area the days we flew in and out of the Twin Cities.

The reunion was a fun-filled day of boating, swimming, and visiting with family at my great-aunt and -uncle’s home near Lake Park, Minnesota. I always forget how beautiful it can be at the lake…until the sun goes down and the mosquitoes swarm. I think the mosquitoes in Minnesota are the size of birds.

The most curious thing about our trip was the Space Aliens Grill & Bar right next to our hotel. I ventured over for pizza (because how could I NOT?) and then brought the rest of the crew back for drinks in the bar. It was so tacky, it was actually charming.

If you have a chance to venture that far north, some other local attractions include Bonanzaville, The Plains Art Museum, and the Hjemkomst Center across the river in Moorhead, which features a full-size viking ship.