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To Fargo, We Go

Another weekend, another road trip. This time we are heading to Fargo. We all had some kind of random breakfast this morning.

I think I won the weird breakfast with California rolls.

"Get a picture of me and Meadow"

She never takes pictures. So...

We decided to drive to Fargo via U.S. Highway 10 instead of I-94. It was the same mileage and only took us a little longer. Anything to avoid the mundane interstate. We went to the Countryside Cafe in Motley, Minnesota. I didn't know there was a Motley in Minnesota before this.

Meadow has become very naughty when going out to eat. She has decided she doesn't want to wait for her food anymore. She usually stays entertained for about 5 minutes, then wants to get out of her chair.

Root Beer Floats can never be bad.

Brooke ordered her old usual, grilled cheese. I of course went for the open faced meatloaf. What else would one order at a diner?

During Easter Blake taught Meadow how to do fist pumps.

This was here first hotel crib fist pump.

After settling in at our hotel we drove over to the river and then walked over to downtown. No flooding on the Red River this year.


The first few blocks leading to Broadway were quite desolate. This area must've flooded dozens of times since this building was built.

"Weyauwega, Weyauwega!"

There are a lot of trains that run through here. They need some underpasses.

She always has to stop and take a seat when she's sees the opportunity.


Fargo has cooler bike sharing bikes than Minneapolis.

Much classier than NiceRide's hideous kermit the frog green bikes.


I had no idea Fargo was so hip. This city really reminds me of Fort Collins. People were biking everywhere. I mentioned this to Blake later and he said, "That's because it's so flat."

While it reminded me of Fort Collins I'd still rather live in Duluth if we were to move to a mid-size city.

The Great Northern Bicycle company is housed in the old depot. We had to check the place out. Seems like the bikes were cheaper than comps in MSP.

Meadow is OBSESSED with bikes. She has to touch everyone that she sees and points them out from far away. Of course she wasn't ready to leave the store yet.

"Meadow, lets get our picture by the flamingo"

If we didn't have Meadow we would've checked out a few of Broadway's bars.

After stopping to pick up all the pinecones it was time for her to go in the Ergo.



I love to see the sway that Grain Belt held over the great northern prairie masses.

We stopped in this handmade store where Meadow kept grabbing things as I would walk by.

Apparently the North Dakotans are friendly with their neighbors. Minnesotans aren't nearly this nice.

While at the handmade store we saw a flier for a Duluth Pack Pop Up Shop.

It was basically a bunch of handmade goods from Minnesota. 

We then went to the nearby Blackbird Pizzeria. It was pretty dang good.

There's Meadow not wanting to stay in her highchair.

Girls just wanna have fun.

I noticed a playground in the distance and thought we would stop there. Along the way we noticed what once was the Fargo Arena and is now a community pool.

It was cool to see a city preserve history even when demolition is a sure bet. Couldn't we have saved the Strib facade in the downtown Minneapolis park?

I loved the grove of trees that blanketed the park. Meadow loved the swing.

The Shack on Broadway was the top rated breakfast joint in town so we made our way there.

Apparently it's the place to be. 

We actually picked a hotel this time without free breakfast. 

I'm not sure what I was thinking. I think it had something to do with the pool at the Ramada that we did swim in briefly after we left the park.

Meadow practiced tower building while we waited for breakfast.

We got so much food that this turned into brunch.

I didn't have a shoot until the afternoon so we explored the Moorhead on the Minnesota side of the Red River.

We saw a crazy looking building near the river so we tried to find it. Our first try took us back to Fargo.

 Today was much cooler than the day before.

We got lost a little bit and had to turn back.

Hey we found it.

It only took us a couple of wrong turns that took us back to Fargo again to get to the Hjemkomst.

After we walked around this strange church we planned on going back to the car.

Meadow had other plans.

While Scott went to work Meadow and I went to a thrift store and picked up some books for her. I would have loved to go for more walks along the river, but the weather wasn't having it. We instead went to the indoor playground at the mall where I met a dad who couldn't believe we actually lived in the city.

By the city she mean Minneapolis.

Since Hwy 10 was disappointing we opted for a slower more scenic route home.

We took US 75 down to MN 9 and then US 12. We saw a lot of farmland, but avoided the divided four lane highways I despise.

We were getting hungry and decided on Chinese food in Morris. Apparently it's famous for it's University of Minnesota campus and little else.

Did someone say fried food?

So long strange Chinese restaurant on the prairie.

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