All Aboard the Santa Train

I take pictures of my son, obsessively.  Just.  Can’t.  Get.  Enough.

We took a ride on the Santa train for his birthday.  I bought the tickets in August and got the last three remaining seats.  I was so excited!

We drove an hour and a half to a town called Dilwyn and boarded the Santa train.  It was two unheated cars and an observation deck.  We rode for fifteen minutes.  We saw farms, fields and houses where people stood on their front porches and waved.

The train parked next to a dirt heap covered with black plastic garbage bags while Santa and Mrs. Claus walked down the cars to visit with kids.  Then the train reversed and pulled back into the station.

We got off the train, got into our car and drove an hour and a half back home.

The rest of our Christmas was not like that at all.  But I can’t stop thinking about it.

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