Chris Burns / Welcome to Foreston
Exploring the tiny town of Foreston, Minnesota.
Above: If you want liquor in Foreston: this is the place.
Chris Burns writes: Welcome to Foreston, Minnesota. One of the many places I’ve visited several times in my life without even the thought of documentation. Please feel free to come with me on a magical journey through this tiny, tiny place.
Foreston: By definition, Minnesotan.
Water tower? Check.
Fuck-off attitude? Check.
Half-heartedly covered signage #1? Check.
Half-heartedly covered signage #2? Check.
White people? Check. No, let’s give that two checks.
Vehicle elevated higher than it should be, used as signage? Check.
[BONUS: This does happen more than once in Minnesota. Anyone else have examples? Please post them!]
The Virgin Mary? Check.
And believe it or not, THE INTERNET! Check!
Why did I have my CPU with me? I always do, silly. Why was I sitting in the car while my father was at the Minnesota Auction House? Well, I was just going for a walk and [this] happened, so I had to take my shoes off.
This journey is only a nutshell, or a different way of depicting the full adventure, which appears [here] on the /Minnesota archive hosted by A Tiny City, a new project of mine.
Thank you Foreston! You’ve always provided a well-meaning chuckle, classic adventure, and father-son bonding for me and my Dad.
Also, thank you Dad, for bringing me to this wonderful place.