We just turned off of Santa Claus Lane to someone crooning “Chlamydiaaaaaa” over the first radio station we’ve been able to pick up since leaving Tok.
We are in North Pole, Alaska. Population: Tourists. The first thing we saw from the freeway was the giant papier mâché Santa at the entrance to the Santa Land RV Park.
North Pole was established in failed hopes that toy makers would be drawn to the town. Instead, tourists have flocked here to see real-life reindeer, year-round ornament gift shops, and lampposts painted to look like candy canes. The place is now a suburb of Fairbanks and a frightening twilight zone to become ensnared in. The spirit of Christmas, after all, lives here all year long!
3 comments:
TSO -- I just read all the posts! Great writing. Funny and to-the-point and VERY interesting! Keep it up friend. Can't wait to see more pics!
Can you bring me home a reindeer please...okay, okay, I will settle for a TOE!! YUCKO! ha ha ha.
Thanks, Mummy! This place is so big and we've been doing so much it's hard to whittle it down... I'll have to leave the rest for when I get back! And don't worry; there will be tons of pictures on my picassa page when I'm done!
Can you imagine trying to get a reindeer across the Canadian border, let alone a REAL HUMAN TOE?! How's a postcard sound for starters? ;-)
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