If you are reading this and thinking, as we did, that your bike trailer that converts into a jogging stroller seems like the perfect companion for Minnesota's Great Get-together (with it's sun/rain hood and pockets to carry snacks and water) do yourself a favor and think again.
The plan looked good on paper, but we forgot that the site of all those people and things on-a-stick renders most fair-goers ignorant of their feet. People were tripping over the front wheel at every turn and one tween nearly fell into the stroller while we were stopped.
So this year's State Fair trip elapsed in two parts. Part One: Ballad of the Obnoxious Stroller, began like this:
We made one detour to the dairy building to recreate a photo from last year:
Then returned to the car to get rid of that stroller and returned for Part Two: Stroller Be-Gone.
Part two was much more fun and included an amazing fish taco, burger and fries, ice cream, pretzel, and Joe chugging two servings of all-you-can-drink milk (which he wouldn't want me to remark was "udderly delicious") and then one glass of chocolate milk for me, but only one photo, which appears above.
