It was a cold night as we drove along the Route 90 into Ocean City. From the bridge, you could see the array of lights set along the coastline, illuminating the buildings all around town. Once parked we made our way to the Winterfest of Lights display, where a large Christmas tree towered over the entrance to the tent in which we would to await the tram. It being a weekday, there weren’t many people, so we managed to move through the line very quickly. I purchased my ticket, walked into the tent and swiftly moved in line. I could hardly smell anything other than the coffee and the sweets that were being carried around.
Plenty of photo ops on the Winterfest of Lights tram
When I got on the tram, the conductor welcomed us all and made the kids giggle. The whole ride was narrated and a recorded song played depending on what part of the display we were passing. I saw all sorts of the typical Christmas allusions—Elves, “The Twelve Days of Christmas,” and fun lights like sharks and jungle animals. I should note that the tram moved slow enough to take every light in and a window for photo or video. I felt as if I could really take in each light and display individually. Despite it being about a week before Christmas, the experience of sitting on the tram makes you feel like a kid again. The colossal trees and wires that winded by my eyes was easy to lose myself in. After passing countless Santas, Christmas trees, candy canes and more, the tram returned us to the place where we boarded.
I walked around the tent in an attempt to shake off the cold. I ended up getting coffee (which warmed me instantly as I held it) and entered the small gift shop in which Ocean City’s crafts were combined with little ornaments and candy.
A visit with the man himself
My last excursion was to visit the man himself in his workshop—Santa. When I got into Santa’s Workshop, my little brother, along with other anxious children, had notes for Santa, which his helpful elves would save after each child’s encounter with Ol’ Saint Nick.
We left happily, my little brother and I, with smiles on our faces and cookie crumbs on our clothes.