One hour at the Minnesota State Fair

It took two hours to get from Chaska to the fair on Friday night. Ugh.

We walked in, grabbed an ice cream cone.

Witnessed the crazy throng of human coalescence.

Then my beautiful pregnant wife needed to sit and rest. And that was good, because my broken foot was hurting.

Then I got a beer, and we checked out the Vikings gear.

Then we saw the Spam House.

Then we left and went out to eat in Eden Prairie. The End.