hildasmuriel
<font color=magenta>I'm a really really scaredy sc
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Has anybody else had a trip that seemed to be going horribly wrong, so much that you didn't want to go back?
Our first ever trip abroad as a family was to DLRP in Feb 2004. My husband much prefers to holiday in the UK but finally agreed (with the help of a bonus from work!) to take our 2 children to France. This was a big sacrifice for him as he was a Disney-sceptic.
First hint of problem was the day before when my daughter (then aged 6) had a high temperature and seemed to be really unwell.
Lots of Calpol and fluids and she seemed to be better by the evening. She woke at 2 in the morning so excited and she didn't go back to sleep.
We had to leave before 6 to get to the airport, but our flight was delayed by an hour. At last we reached CDG and queued for the VEA.
And we waited.
And we waited.
The queue was several hundred people long and we had been waiting about an hour and half when my daughter was sick...everywhere! At least we had a bit of space in the queue around us now!
People were realising that this was more than normal delay and someone found an official who phoned VEA who said they weren't running any coaches that day - first day of UK half-term holiday and no coaches
We had to find our way to the train station and wait for a TGV but at last we reached the Santa Fe, tired, fed-up and with my daughter in a coat which definitely needed sponging!
We made our way to the Park and it was so very busy, we were newbies and it was all a bit too much. We had bought a new camcorder for the trip and within half an hour I had lost the expensive bag we bought to go with it (it never was handed in) which contained our spare batteries, tapes etc.
Suddenly I'd had enough. I wanted to be at home. We had spent (what was to us) a huge amount of money and it was all going wrong. Still, brave face on it...make the best for the children.
I don't know when it happened, I think it may have crept over me over the next few hours but by the time we got to bed that night I was buzzing with the excitement of it all and couldn't wait for the next day.
From then we loved every minute - even when my daughter (who appeared to be completely recovered) was sick in Cafe Hyperion and then slept all the way through the noise of the Stunt Show.
The highlight was probably on our 3rd and last day when Mickey picked my daughter out to help him open the Park in the morning.
We were totally won over, even grumpy husband, and have been huge fans ever since.
Sorry to have rambled on so long....but any other near-horror stories?
Our first ever trip abroad as a family was to DLRP in Feb 2004. My husband much prefers to holiday in the UK but finally agreed (with the help of a bonus from work!) to take our 2 children to France. This was a big sacrifice for him as he was a Disney-sceptic.
First hint of problem was the day before when my daughter (then aged 6) had a high temperature and seemed to be really unwell.

We had to leave before 6 to get to the airport, but our flight was delayed by an hour. At last we reached CDG and queued for the VEA.
And we waited.
And we waited.
The queue was several hundred people long and we had been waiting about an hour and half when my daughter was sick...everywhere! At least we had a bit of space in the queue around us now!
People were realising that this was more than normal delay and someone found an official who phoned VEA who said they weren't running any coaches that day - first day of UK half-term holiday and no coaches

We had to find our way to the train station and wait for a TGV but at last we reached the Santa Fe, tired, fed-up and with my daughter in a coat which definitely needed sponging!
We made our way to the Park and it was so very busy, we were newbies and it was all a bit too much. We had bought a new camcorder for the trip and within half an hour I had lost the expensive bag we bought to go with it (it never was handed in) which contained our spare batteries, tapes etc.
Suddenly I'd had enough. I wanted to be at home. We had spent (what was to us) a huge amount of money and it was all going wrong. Still, brave face on it...make the best for the children.
I don't know when it happened, I think it may have crept over me over the next few hours but by the time we got to bed that night I was buzzing with the excitement of it all and couldn't wait for the next day.
From then we loved every minute - even when my daughter (who appeared to be completely recovered) was sick in Cafe Hyperion and then slept all the way through the noise of the Stunt Show.
The highlight was probably on our 3rd and last day when Mickey picked my daughter out to help him open the Park in the morning.
We were totally won over, even grumpy husband, and have been huge fans ever since.
Sorry to have rambled on so long....but any other near-horror stories?