"By the grocery store," he said.
"The grocery store?" I repeated, certain I had never heard of such a thing, "I didn't even know there was one of those here."
"OK," he said and tried another landmark, "It's by the moose."
"The moose?" I had no idea what he was talking about. I felt like a complete and utter State Fair Failure. Where had I been for the past week? I began to wonder if my entire life's fair experience had been based on a shamefully incomplete picture lacking even the most iconic geographical knowledge.
"Yeah, and the fish."
"The fish...?" suddenly it clicked, "...oh right! The DNR exhibit!"
My coworker shrugged, "Probably."
See self, I reassured myself, you are not a State Fair Idiot.
"By the Milk Stand?" I confirmed.
"I have no idea," he said. Ha! What kind of a fairgoer doesn't know the Milk Stand?
Here's when I realized the obvious: The State Fair is so huge and has so much going on, that two people can spend years going to the fair and both develop two completely differing images of what the fair is. Different strokes for different folks, as they say. I might describe something in relation to a stand of all-you-can-drink milk for a buck. Someone else might describe the same thing in relation to a grocery store, or a giant moose. The other obvious thing: Even more important than listening to this band, I definitely had to go find it just to go find this grocer:


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