Now this is where I terrify what tends to be a great proportion of people. It seems as though one of the necessities of childhood in the modern day, is a trip to Disneyland. I mean, it makes sense- Disney is a part of most peoples childhoods, and of course, this tends to follow into adulthood.
Yet, there are those of us who never take such a trip as kids. It could be for a multitude of reasons. For myself, having been one of those kids, my parents were never really clear on why we never made the trek, yet Disney was also never one of those places me and my brother begged to go to. Regardless, me and my family never used to go on holidays frequently, so when they were few and far between, perhaps other places held more appeal at the time.
It was only as I have gotten older, that talking with friends about Disneyland made me realise that sure enough, I was in the minority of compared to those who had actually gone. And not to say there is anything wrong with that! But I did decide I should probably make the trip if I could possibly could one day.
That day came sooner than I thought it would, as I was so grateful to be asked by my best friend and her family to come with them on a trip to Disneyland Paris. I couldn’t believe it, and I was so excited to have the chance to go.
It became a trip that I would, and will, never forget.
But before our actual arrival at Disney, there was a hell of a long car journey ahead of us. Having been on the Euro Tunnel before, I was aware of how long it took- I’ve endured a three day car journey to Czech Republic before, I know the pain. Somehow, the long hours seemed lighthearted. There was plenty of music and chocolate chip digestives to go around. Everyone was just eager to get there.
Actually arriving at Disney was a bizarre experience in itself; you have to be early, there is a hell of a lot of travelators and the amount of Disney ears being worn grows. And once you’re through, and you’re walking up, smelling the vanilla and seeing the castle (the actual Disney Castle ahh) there is this feeling of ‘oh wow this is happening’ and I’m pretty sure nine year old me would’ve cried. And of course after taking the first lot of photos in front of the castle, the day began with a whirlwind start- trying to beat the ride waiting times by a lot of power walking.
Although we only spent one day in the actual parks, it was full to the brim of stuff to do, and plenty of shopping as well. Of course, I had to buy my own pair of Disney ears, and I was also a little bit too eager to get on the Star Wars ride (which was amazing by the way, would recommend) and also I am in love with my Steamboat Willie pin and Porg mug.
And of course, meeting Mickey Mouse cannot be ignored. I’ve always been quite nervous around people ‘dressed up’ as characters, so say to say, I ended up not being too hyped for it. But surprisingly, Mickey was charming and it was substantially less traumatic than I thought it would be!
In another turn of events (and one that I don’t think I would have been able to appreciate when I was younger) was that somehow we managed to stumble upon the European premiere for the new Ant-Man and the Wasp film. Meaning that the cast somehow ended up driving down the path to get to the premiere. Which meant somehow, after joking about it earlier in the day, we were mere feet away from the likes of Paul Rudd (ah still not over that one) Evangeline Lilly, and Michael Douglas. It seemed that the entire day was one of very lucky and pleasant coincidences. Crazy, really.
One thing that I cannot forget about, is how excited some of the kids were to be there. Even when we were all tired, waiting to go on the last ride, there were kids there still full of excitement, and I can only imagine that, given how magical the trip was for me, how those kids must have felt that on an extreme level. Even as the day went on, exhaustion wasn’t an option, even by the time the sun was setting and the wait for the fireworks show began, which in itself was extravagant, especially given the fact that the weekend coincided with Bastille Day celebrations.
Although there is so much more I could say, and so much more I could show about the trip to Disney, I can’t be sat here typing for hours. Ya gal has stuff to do. However, it was an amazing day, and an amazing weekend, that I don’t think I will ever forget, filled with an awful amount of singing Disney songs, laughter, and spending time with some truly wonderful people. And I cannot thank those people enough for making it so special.
So yeah, make sure you go to Disney. Because whether you are nine, nineteen of ninety-nine, I’m sure you’ll love it just as much as I did.
Until next time,