Night #13: North Pole, AK. 4450 miles. Went to Fairbanks' Summer Solstice Festival. They closed off the downtown to open up a lot of native jewelry booths. We got to see an ice melting contest (first one to melt their block of ice gets something) which ended up being very classy (sense my sarcasm). And we watched a break-off. I was about to get in there and show them my electric worm. Went to a restaurant that ended up being too fancy. We felt trapped, y'know. But when the waiter ignored us for 30 minutes before taking our order, we put our cash on the table and took off, told all the people waiting, fairly loudly, that the service sucked. Oh yeah. Then went to the Midnight Sun baseball game and chanced sitting in the good reserve seats. It paid off, though the guy who chanced it next to us got angry when the rightful owner showed up. He yelled "I'm going to knock you out pal" and "I'm going to shove that popcorn right up your ass." The rightful owner went to complain but never came back. The best part is, the guy only stayed for 2 innings. Anyway, the game was cool. They stopped in the middle of the 4th to do a midnight sun celebration. It was still very bright when the game was wrapping up (the Goldpanners lost) and it was 2 am. Man alive. No lights were ever turned on. We tented north of North Pole, in a campground. Also, our rental car kinda smells like the inside of a butt.