Minnesota. A place where the mosquito has been declared the unofficial state bird. Where you can ram into someone with your cart at the grocery and they will apologize to you. Where fanny packs roam free. Where sweatpants are acceptable attire for any occasion. Where summer weekends involve blissful trips to a lakeside cabin. Where anything can be made into a hot dish.
How do you know you have arrived in such a land? You know you are in Minnesota if….
The hometown airline serves you free in-flight hot dogs.
You wake up in the morning and shoot pop cans from the deck in your PJs.
You can’t throw a rock without hitting a lake.
There is a yearly event…
…where you can eat all of the following in one day.
And wear this.
And pet that.
And ride this.
And win one of those.
AND one of these.
And see them.
Minnesota. A land of opportunity, 10,000 lakes, the nicest people on earth and the place I call home.