The Polar Express was all it was told to be in the story: magic. Here Santa is handing Seth a bell cut from his sleigh. That night you could hear these bells ringing through the halls of the Grand Canyon Railway Hotel. We sang carols, sipped cocoa "as thick as melted chocolate bars", and visited the "northern lights" of the North Pole. It was 2 degrees, snow, ice, and all. Perfect. I'm glad we got to do it before we rode away from the desert of Arizona.