Go to Winnipeg. I love Winnipeg. At the very least go to Minneapolis. I wasted 4 years of my life in Fargo. Fargo’s worst offense is that it’s so painfully bland. Fargo’s culture isn’t really a culture. Whatever cultural values that the first Scandinavian and German settlers brought with them has been thoroughly diluted by the American marketing machine. It’s a place that’s been utterly consumed by corporate consumerism. All there is to do is eat at chain restaurants, buy shit from China at chain retail stores, and get annihilated at over-commercialized bars with no atmosphere. It’s a horribly depressing and naive place full of sidewaysed hatted, Abercrombie wearing, truck driving idiots, who blare generic rap or the latest “country” on their stereos and swear that piss like Bud Light is god’s nectar. It’s basically just a suburbanized, ever-sprawling, marketers wet dream. Forget about walking anywhere in Fargo because many of the sidewalks aren’t cleared in the winter and it has the population density of the Sahara desert. Well not quite but apparently Fargo city planners didn’t get the memo that sprawl is a method of human habitation that has no future. “Ugly American” comes to mind when thinking of Fargo. Fuck that place! (Sorry to sound so pretentious but that’s my honest opinion)