We did the
Blackstone Valley polar express holiday train last night--delightful again.
Admittedly, it was a little early in the holiday season for it--but that brought the unexpected benefit of our train car being only about 50% full and thus much less stuffy and more relaxing than when we went last year in December. Still quite expensive, but absolutely worth it--it's a "high-touch" production, with a very large (though not bloated; everyone's constantly busy) staff--holiday village vendors, the various conductors, the MC who gets the crowd fired-up a few minutes prior to boarding, the lead performing elf and her assistants in each car, Santas for each car, and all of the performers at the North Pole Village at the turnaround, which is somewhere in Uxbridge/Whitinsville.
It's all very intimate, approachable, and charmingly provincial, the opposite of the Disney global industrial-entertainment complex.
Not only is it the oldest/longest-running of these officially licensed Polar Express holiday trains, but, there's a neat RI connection I learned of last night--Polar Express author
Chris Van Allsburg, much like that other giant of 1980s children's illustration,
David Macaulay, attended RISD.
You do wonder, if you could teleport a factory worker from 200 years ago from the Blackstone River Valley--one of the most intensely industrialized sites on earth circa 1820, as I imagine the Blackstone corridor heritage trail exhaustively documents--what they would think of the holiday train and how the area has transformed overall, 50 years deep into deindustrialization...