We went for a brief last fling on Sunday. We drove down after church and got to the city about 3:30. We were surprised but gratified to see spots available in Lot 2 (though we parked in 3 to avoid the crowding). The temps hovered in the lower '40s and we got a few sprinkles but no real rain to speak of.
We saw a handful of middle-aged ladies go through the baggage check and have 7 small bottles of booze confiscated. They took it in good enough humor that I suspect they had already been imbibing.
We were sorry to see that the stores were essentially sold out of lye soap. We stood in line a long time of Dickens and rode the train. The younger son was disappointed to see that the figures were lit throughout Grandma's Christmas story (and that it wasn't grandpa). I can only guess them timer was not working right, and they didn't bother to fix it so late in the season.
We left about 8:30 to avoid the late rush.
The city was not really crowded, especially after the second parade.
I suppose the employees are forbidden to say "Merry Christmas" after the 25th? Everyone said "Happy New Year," even in response to "Merry Christmas." But, gosh! Sunday was only the 6th Day of Christmas!
There was a grandpa but most of the lights on the figures were not working correctly when we rode the train on 12/6. Some stayed lit the entire time, some never came on.
We bought lye soap in the Ozark Marketplace on the way out -- just happened to see it on a display table.