What a long, strange trip it’s been. And FareCompare’s Grumpy Santa is at his strangest yet. He tosses his suit.

Yes, his Santa suit. Off the Santa Monica pier near Los Angeles. Crazy.

Well, he did suffer through a marathon plane journey. But, gosh Santa…won’t you need the suit for next year? Let’s take a look at the video, by clicking “more”.

Yep, FareCompare’s Grumpy Santa is just about done; he’s landed in Los Angeles. See his joy!

What will happen next? Well, we’ll get to that. In the meantime, we say, click “more” to see the latest.

Arkansas‘ capital city is filled with angels…really! At least the kind frequent fliers like (or even, infrequent fliers).

Plus, they can point you in the right direction to all the good stuff business travelers want and need.

And hey! What did that guy say? About hunting? And the Vice-President? Click “more” to see the video.

He’s on his way! FareCompare’s Grumpy Santa gets on the very first flight of his marathon trip, and meets his public.

One member of the public has some advice: gain weight. He thinks Santa is in danger of losing his pants!

Better see for yourself; just click “more”.

Grumpy Santa seems quite startled by a hard landing; but notice his seatmate is cool as a cucumber. Better relax, Santa; you have a lot of landings ahead of you.

Fortunately, he is distracted by a magazine article on Richard Branson, who is soon going to be testing the limits…with dogs??

Better click “more” to see the video.

Grumpy Santa is driven to the airport; it seems so easy at this point, doesn’t it Santa? Then, reality sets in…

Grumpy Santa goes through security. Not too bad. But he has to take his suit off!

Not too worry; Grumpy Santa is completely clothed throughout his adventure. See for yourself, by clicking “more”.

Yours truly (FareCompare CEO Rick Seaney) is already posting video in anticipation of the big trip. Can’t wait.

But poor Grumpy Santa; it’s his trip, but even before it gets underway, his pal “Big Elf” is already garnering much of the attention (be sure and listen for the woman who says, “that’s the biggest freakin’ elf I’ve ever seen!”)

Bon voyage, gentlemen! Meanwhile, click “more” for the video.

The Vegas finale: yes, FareCompare’s Elf dropped a bundle. No, not at the gaming tables (you’ll just have to watch the video…)

All in all, it was a fun night. And it was somehow touching to watch Grumpy Santa & Elf ride off into the sunset together. Well, into the neon.

Click “more” for the video. You’ll be glad you did.

FareCompare’s Elf has this handy little gadget called the Knee Defender; use it correctly, and the guy in front of you can’t lower his seat, which means his seat won’t crash into your knees.

Elf gave it a whirl, and by golly, it worked! Only problem is, that was Grumpy Santa seated in front of him, and he was not amused. Neither was the flight attendant.

Better take a look at the video, by clicking “more.”

Silly Elf. He was so excited to get on the motorcycle in Las Vegas, that he left his bag behind. Unattended. Just sitting there on the sidewalk at the airport.

But believe it or not, he actually got a phone call from the folks at Lost & Found. They kept it safe for him.

Meanwhile, Elf blamed Santa for all this. Hey, Elf—take a little responsibility, dude. Or review the video.

What comes to mind when Grumpy Santa and his pal Elf think, “Las Vegas”? Why, traditional Christmas carols, what else?

And that’s exactly what they got in Sin City: one of Santa’s favorites songs, sung by a sprightly group of young people.

Take a listen, and you’ll hear something really near and dear to Santa’s heart (just click “more”).

Generally, Santa is in the driver;s seat, behind an octet of reindeer. Not here. Not in Vegas.

Santa and his helper Elf are roaring along on a motorcycle. With Elf in command.

This doesn’t look good. Or does it? Check out the video by clicking “more.”

Grumpy Santa and Elf have patched things up. Watch them laugh together as they arrive in Las Vegas.

Notice them pass many slot machines. But they don’t even glance at them. What, did those costumes come without pockets for coins?

Well, take a look at the video (click “more”); maybe they’re up to something.

Elf is livin’ large up in First Class, but then again, since he’s 6-and-a-half-feet tall, he’s livin’ large everywhere he goes.

But he takes pity on Grumpy Santa, stuck back in Coach. He sends him a beer.

It is unclear whether it’s foreign or domestic. You’ll just have to watch the video for yourself (click “more”).

Poor Grumpy Santa. This was not his day. Or his flight. That rascal Elf is getting all the perks. Like flying in First Class.

Our intrepid Santa is stuck in Coach. We feel your pain, Santa.

Meanwhile, watch Elf swill what appears to be an alcoholic beverage, and generally have a swell time, by clicking “more.”

Watch our wee friend, the FareCompare elf, gives Grumpy Santa a hand. But Santa isn’t all that thrilled with Elf.

And that because once again, Elf is going to steal the spotlight. And he’s also stealing some “comfort” from Santa.

Take a look at the video; just click “more”.

For all the hipsters in NY and LA who say the Midwest is “flyover” country, I say, fie! It is the land of cookies like your mother used to make.

Watch me eat them. And later in the video, watch me tell you about my adventures with hand lotion!

All coming up next…just as soon as you click “more”.

Here I am, leaving the airport, and heading for the pool (notice how I keep my Santa suit on, even there).

Then, Santa meets the Harley. Lookin’ good! But then, the bummer: when I made a purchase, notice how I was told, “Santa, I need a picture ID!”

Ouch! Thought most people would recognize me by now…

Anyway, click “more” to see the video.

Hey, I had some fun with a flight attendant who commandeered my Santa suit (poor woman…it’s been a loooong time between dry-cleanings).

And then we met a special guest on the plane.

A U.S. soldier, coming home…after being away a year-and-a-half.

Listen to him talk about his 3-year old daughter, by clicking “more”…

Ah JFK Airport. Most of us have experienced it a time or three, enough to know that this is one airport that won’t put you in the Holiday Spirit.

After 7-days and 25-states and 30-flights, it reduced Grumpy Santa to chatting with a resident airport bird that was hanging out under his seat.

Santa was a little worried about this bird, but they nevertheless discussed a variety of topics related to Santa’s trip, and his “favorite” airport …

Okay, first we went to Rockefeller Center at night to shoot the pretty tree there; you know, that huge sucker with all those beautiful lights.

Well, the lights were off.

So we went back in the day time, and were told, nope, can’t shoot the tree. My cameraman argued. What happened? Just click “more”…

Still in NYC, still trying to get on a morning show, but Diane Sawyer won’t see me. Don’t want Santa on the show because you’re feeling a little threatened, Diane?

Not enough room for 2-big stars, hmmm?

Never mind. Me and my posse, the elves had a good time. Just hit “more” and watch!

Here I am, on video, trying to get on NBC’s Today Show. But apparently, they fear Grumpy Santas razor-like wit and brilliant communication skills.

I do not get on.

So I must ask the question: does Matt Lauer fear I’ll pull a “Tom Cruise” on him?

I wouldn’t do that. But see what I did do, by clicking on “more”.

Poor Grumpy Santa. He journeys all the way to Rockefeller Center, to see the gorgeous tree, and…where is it?

The tree is dark. Santa wonders, what’s the deal?

Fortunately, Grumpy Santa makes some new friends. And no, they don’t have any idea why the tree is dark, either.

Can someone help him out? Help us out? Are the electricity bills too high?

Grumpy Santa was in New York City, craning his neck like a rube, looking at all the tall buildings, when he stopped for a bite to eat.

At the Waldorf-Astoria. Lovely. Then he saw the prices.

Here is a classic rant. Enjoy!