To meet Santa, of course.

Actually, while working as a librarian for Special Collections (at a major university whose name you would know if I chose to reveal it) I ran across some journals and letters from the late 1800s. Everything was in (sloppy handwritten) Norwegian, but after hours of translation I had a decent translation.

They confirm the existence of Santa’s Workshop, complete with elves, reindeer, and toys. It also confirms that major world governments (mainly the British Empire) shield/protect Father Christmas’ existence.

More to follow.