The Other Tom

Today we made the trek to Fillmore for the once a year Thomas the Train Fiesta (with Grandma Stella riding in the main coach). Unlike the famous Scientologist, Tom, this train didn't care that we made a bunch a of noise. Longer post later, but for now let's just say that we rode trains, ate icecream, walked through mazes of hay, jumped in jumpers, played with model engines, and even particpated in a parade. Highlites pictured above.

PS: After a big steam whistle start, the train got very quiet. Then I noticed a huge passifyer sticking out of its caboose. Perhaps I was too quick to point out differences between the two power houses.