Hey there! If you read my ptr 'Let us see what Squirt does flying solo: now with mum too!' then welcome back, if not then welcome! In case you are new I'll introduce you to the cast:
There we are! I'm Nina (the one on the right) and I'm 19 and that's my mum Marion (the one on the left). This is a coach trip that included a day in Paris and two days in Disneyland. It was wonderful and exhausting. The trip was from August 3rd - August 6th (yes we got back this morning, so I apologise in advance if I sound slightly manic). Rightyho, thats enough of the intro, lets get this party started!
Day 1 - Getting There
Our journey started at the station where we were waiting for the 9:30pm train into London. We had, of course, completely over estimated the time it would take to get to the station and were there just before 9. We sat on the platform and soon an announcement came over the speakers saying the the earlier train in was delayed. Guess what this meant for us?? Yep, more waiting. Luckily, it was only ten minutes or so late and it was not a stopper. We got into London Liverpool Street at about 10:20pm which gave us over an hour to get over to London Victoria which was our pick up point (we had factored in the crowds leaving various games into our plans). Once there we went to Vauxhall Bridge Road where we found a small crowd of tired looking families and groups. Bingo! We found the correct spot. The coach was supposed to be picking us up at 11:30pm. Well, 11:30pm came and went and no coach. Eventually at about midnight it pulled up. Our driver jumped out with the steward called John and loaded everyone's luggage. We decided not to load our backpacks on because they're quite small. This was a mistake. Our seats were right at the front with a small sort of wall in front of us; with our bags down there too we had hardly any footspace. Off we drove and at the Maidstone service station we met Chris who would be our driver for the rest of the trip. I dozed on and off until we got to Dover. We had half an hour until boarding so we went and got a hot chocolate from a Costa's inside the little service station and hung around because it was quite cold and windy outside!
The ferry took about an hour and a half to get to Calais and as soon as we hit the road and the lights were turned out I was asleep. I next woke up when we pulled into a service station at about 8am. Chris told us that seeing as everyone was awake, we would stop here for 45 minutes or so to freshen up and get breakfast. Later on mum said that before we pulled in he was really fidgity and not exactly keeping the coach in a straight line on the road almost to the point of her recommending that he pull over. It felt so nice to be in fresh clothes! I had a croissant and mum had a danish whirl. Soon it was time to get back on the coach and go to Paris!
. Still, the food was great: I ordered the spaghetti bolognese with an apple juice and it was delicious! Mum had a spinach ravioli with orange juice and she said it was perfect. We didn't linger, just stayed to eat and then went back to the hotel where we changed into our pjamas and fell straight asleep. 
I don't know why, mum was quite worried at the time, but now we're back and it has returned she thinks it was a mixture of tiredness and excitement; it doesn't take much to upset my stomach (I'm such a child). So while she practically inhaled hers, I could only manage to eat half of mine, very, very slowly. We were sitting outside and had a very good view of Cafe Mickey and some rude children who managed to squeeze through the sun doors which they had opened because of the heat. The worst thing was that their parents did nothing to stop them! Once we were done, we strolled back through the Village and into the new World of 
Puts me in the right mood for my trip next week with my mum.
after a night on a bus you packed so much in
Mum wasn't so happy; she was like "We're not in the front are we? No, no I don't want to be in the front!" I managed to coax her in and we were off! It was AMAZING. I loved every second! Mum did too, though she screamed her head off and kept her eyes squeezed shut. Well, except for one hilarious moment when I heard her screaming: "Oh no! I looked!" 
It was lunchtime by the time we got off and I was actually hungry! Mum went: "Quick! Lets go and get something while you can eat!" So off we went, though not before looking at the wait times for Parachutes which were 50 minutes or 20 minutes for single rider. We said we would go back and get in that queue later. We went back into the indoor bit with the restuarant that looks like several from the outside. I got menu 3 which is a burger, large chips, soft drink and a choice of a brownie or fruit (I chose fruit) and mum got menu 2 which was a chicken burger, chips and soft drink. We ate up and then had a look in the shop (my euros were burning a hole in my pocket) where I bought an Angel plush and mum got Callum the darth vader t shirt. We also both got one of those fold up Mickey bags. We then realised that a showing of Animagique was about to start and went to see that. Just as cute as I remembered and mum liked it too. It was then onto the art of animation. Unfortunatley as we came out it started to spit so we took cover in the undercover bit. After hanging out for a bit we decided that we didn't really want to go on Parachutes in the rain so headed towards Disneyland Parc (though not before stopping in the shop to look for that hoodie in my elusive size). It started to rain harder as we got to the Diseyland hotel and so we bit the bullet and got a poncho each from the stand outside. To be honest we were now at a bit of a loss of what to do. Then mum had the bright idea of going for a ride on the train; it would keep us dry and be interesting. We queued up and watched the character train. The train got to our stop but the queue didn't move and it just sat there. Eventually we realised that everyone was doing what we wanted to and no one was planning on getting off. So we hopped out of the queue and after some deliberation decided to see if there would be a shorter queue for BTM as it was raining. Well, they had closed it. There was a small crowd clustered outside obviously hoping that it would suddenly open and they could get on and for a while we waited too, but decided to move on as nothing was happening. Back into Fantasyland we went and eventually decided to bite the bullet and queue in the rain for Peter Pan's flight. Oh. My. God. It was in that 40 minute queue that I fully came to appreciate those ponchos. so many people were standing there getting absolutely drenched. I felt really sorry for all of the children that were getting soaked. Children without even a cardigan or jumper to protect them. There was this one little boy in a pirate costume and it was almost see through and sticking to him, he kept trying to pull it off and was crying at how uncomfortable he was. And his parents were just ignoring him! I felt like giving them a piece of my mind! 
Anyway, eventually we got onto the ride and it was really sweet, but short. I don't think I'd queue up for 40 minutes for it again. 
