Fargo. I got nothin'.
By the time we made it to North Dakota, we were fading fast. We had trouble finding a campground to stay at and we finally found a former KOA. (Emphasis on former.) Let's just say there wasn't one redeeming quality about this place so we spent the night and took off early in the morning.
The only funny thing that happened was Tom forgot to take off the parking break in the car. So when we took off towing the car down the gravel road, the wheels were locked up. We actually drove like that for about a mile before the gravel turned into a paved street. That's when we heard the squealing tires and realized what he'd done.
I'm sure North Dakota is beautiful and probably Fargo too. We were just more focused on moving toward home than discovering the diamonds in the rough. Maybe next time.
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