The North Pole

Back at the beginning of December, we took a quick trip to the North Pole. When we purchased our tickets in July, we had no idea the weather forecast would involve a 100% chance of rain on the night our travel was scheduled.  I suppose the North Pole is experiencing global warning because we were doused with rain instead of snow. 

To make things more interesting, the train had some mechanical issues, and we were given the option of accepting a refund or waiting an hour (in the rain) for repairs.  Needless to say, we were good and soaked by the time we boarded the magical train and embarked on our trip to see Santa. 

The duo have cute pajamas and cute raincoats, but they do not necessarily work together.  When facing a colossal downpour in the cold, we prioritized function over style.
 

As for me, I was glad to have Skip's raincoat with a hood (instead of my nicer, dressier one without a hood).

William George, who loves trains, was just happy to be aboard and in motion.  "Is it raining? Who cares?! We're on a train!!!"

No one can say travel to the North Pole is easy, but once we saw Santa, the trip was worth any inconvenience.