Finally, our trip was turning around. My littlest one had medicine. We had tickets to the Polar Express, albeit the day AFTER Christmas. And we had even gotten a refund on non-refundable tickets – probably just because we were so pitiful.
We ate a quick dinner and went to the Polar Express station, arriving half an hour early as our tickets stated. (Just a note for any of you considering going, it is COMPLETELY unnecessary to arrive early at all.) Everyone was crammed in the small station with the overflow stuffed into the gift shop. My dad’s philosophy was that they just want you there so you’ll be tempted to buy while you wait.
In the very center, characters filled a small platform and enacted the scenes from the Polar Express movie as the main character, Billy, boards the train. The the train whistle sounded, “All Aboard!” The boys thought it was VERY loud.
Because of the credit we have, we purchased “Deluxe Tickets” – I don’t know how that compares to the regular tickets, but here is what we got:
Santa hats for everyone!
. . . which they punched out for us!
Hot chocolate and “treats”!
The incredible staff sang and danced all through the ride and while handing out our gifts. We each also got a really nice Polar Express mug to take home with us. Once we all had our stuff, it was time to watch for the North Pole and Santa!
Santa arrived and handed out bells to everyone!
The only negative I had about the entire trip was the “North Pole” – apparently, they just made an agreement with one of the hotels on the train route – and it was really pathetic.