Santa Durango.
Sounds like a town South of the Border. Or in California.
I do not know if David, Ruby and Theo knew it was Santa Uncle Durango in whom they were confiding their Christmas wish list.
I also do not know if under their Christmas tree David, Ruby and Theo found everything they told Santa they hoped would show up under that aforementioned tree.
Yesterday David, Ruby and Theo's grandma, who also is my mom, told me David, Ruby and Theo had taken their parental units to Seattle to spend Christmas weekend. I would guess Christmas in downtown Seattle would likely involve riding the Monorail to Seattle Center to partake of the various Christmas related installations in that venue.
When I was David, Ruby and Theo's age a visit to downtown Seattle always took place at some point in time during December. This would always involve going to the Bon Marche. For those reading this in Fort Worth, who know not of such things, the Bon Marche was a downtown Seattle department store, many stories tall, accessed via a big parking garage and a skybridge which took one from the parking garage to, if I remember right, the eighth floor.
One of the Bon Marche's floors during the Christmas season was devoted to kids, as in full of toys. And Santa. Years ago the Bon Marche ceased to exist, taken over, I think, by Macy's. In addition to whatever the old Bon Marche department store now is, there are many other department stores in downtown Seattle, along with dozens of smaller stores, and several vertical malls.
In downtown Seattle there are a couple surface level trolley lines to zip one around downtown, but, unlike downtown Fort Worth, there is no old bus converted to look like a trolley and given a silly name, like Molly the Trolley. In downtown Seattle one can also zip around downtown underground via a light rail transit tunnel with five downtown stations.
Today, as in Christmas, Pike Place is closed, but yesterday at that downtown Seattle venue one would have experienced human gridlock.
Yesterday, as in Christmas Eve, one would not experience any human gridlock anywhere in downtown Fort Worth, despite that town's pitiful newspaper of record last week propagandizing that downtown Fort Worth has "a lively downtown filled with people day and night".
Did I mention that that town's newspaper of record is pitiful?
Downtown Fort Worth has zero department stores, zero vertical malls, few stores, few restaurants, no grocery stores, and no subterranean transit system.
But, there is Molly the Trolley....
UPDATE: Incoming photos documenting David, Theo and Ruby's Christmas Eve in downtown Seattle---
Above David, Theo & Ruby are all aboard Seattle's Molly the Monorail, heading towards the Space Needle and Seattle Center, sponsored by Nissan. I joke. Seattle would not be so goofy as to name one of the monorail trains Molly. Or have Seattle Center in need of a corporate sponsor.
Above I can tell Ruby is at the aforementioned Seattle Center, because that is the Space Needle behind her. But, I have no clue as to what this futuristic looking swing device is for, other than to swing.
I had mentioned that Pike Place would be human gridlock on the day before Christmas, But, above this would have to be into the evening of Christmas Eve, with Pike Place in shut down mode. Behind David, Theo, Ruby and their parental units is the location where the fish fly, you know, that sort of iconic Seattle thing where vendors throw salmon at tourists, and each other. There is always a HUGE throng at that location, watching.
Some things in Pike Place remain open, such as some of the restaurants. I suspect such is where David is at below, and the reason they were at Pike Place after hours.
I have never known a kid to like seafood as much as David does. Any seafood, well, as far as I have seen. I guess there could be some seafood David might be wary of. Like Japanese puffer fish, particularly if David knew how poisonous a puffer fish can be if not properly prepared.
That is one big Dungeness Crab David is getting ready to tear in to. At my old home location I used to be able to drive a few miles west, drop a crab pot into the water and head home a short time later to cook me some fresh caught crab.
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