rgoble5972
Are we there yet?
- Joined
- Feb 4, 2001
- Messages
- 276
CAST
Robin 41 Trip Report writer, Bringer of Good Weather, Recently Relieved of Duties as Trip Planner
Larry - 46 - Host, Walking Compendium of Knowledge, and Trip Report god.
Jill - (no way would I betray a confidence without permission) - Keeper of the Passports, Park Navigator, and First in Line
Greg - 17 - Quiet Teenager, Purveyor of Dry Wit and Sarcastic Remarks
Ed - 14 - Runescape Addict, Chief Dog Walker, and Professional Conversationalist
Pippin/Killer - 4 months - Official Wilmot Poodle, Beggar of Table Scraps, Eater of Baked Goods
HISTORY
Bonjour, Mesdames et Messieurs! Bienvenue à mon Parc Disney rapport de voyage. Translation: Greetings, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to my Disneyland Paris trip report. Or, as the French like to say, Leave at once, American swine, before I pervade disinterest in your general direction. Just kidding. The French dont say that. Well, they dont say it to your face anyway and, if they do, they say it in French where you cant understand it and they mostly just spit on the ground as they say it, instead of spitting directly on you. So, bonus.
Seriously, we love the French. The French are our friends. My mom and I went to Paris several years back and everyone we encountered was very nice to us, with the notable exception of a man on the subway who shoved my mother and a taxi driver who wouldnt take us as a fare. (In his defense, we were in the Place de la Concorde and had just survived a spring deluge (or, as wed say in Texas, a gully washer!) and we looked like a couple of drowned rats--I wouldnt have let me in my car either.)
But enough about our international relations! This report isnt about our foreign policy; its about something much more important than thatDisney, and, more specifically, my first trip to Disneyland Paris (DLP).
Now I dont want to frighten you but youre about to witness something that has never been seen before on the face of the earth and probably wont be seen again in your lifetimea Robin Goble trip report with no planning section! There, there, dont be afraid. I know it seems to be one of the seven signs of the Apocalypse, but its really not as unthinkable as it sounds, and its not to say I wont babble on incessantly before I actually get to the meat of the report anyway, so youre really no better off than if I *had* written a planning section!
The reason that theres no planning section is very simple. Its because I havent done any actual planning for this trip. I can see you slapping the palm of your hand against your forehead in amazement. Why didnt *I* think of that, you say, Its brilliance is only outdone by its simplicity. And the reason, dear reader, that there has been no planning for this trip is the fact that I have procured, as my tour guide and host, the internationally famous, Larry planning is for wimps Wilmot.
Seriously, my sister, Paula, and I met Larry and his lovely family in, of all the Un-Disney places, New York City this past January after striking up a friendship emailing each other over trip reports. The Wilmot's were kind enough to invite us to come visit them in Scotland and, not being one to pass on the opportunity to spend a summer in London (Yes, I *know* that London is not in Scotlandits just an expression. My geography, while not being my strongest subject in school, is not quite that shaky. Why, Ive even been known to be able to locate Portugal on a map of the world beforehint: its next to Spain.), I was quick to accept their generous offer. Sadly, my Disney buddy Paula isnt able to join me on this trip since Im going for two weeks and she cant get that much time off from her job, but Im hoping to make that up to her with a Disney trip later in the year to Disneyland Resort (DLR) in California or Walt Disney World (WDW) in Florida.
Now of course Disneyland Paris isnt the sole focus of the trip. There will be many other activities such as haggis wrestling (which will be kindly repaid with a Snipe hunting expedition should they ever decide to pay a visit to Texas), shell grip inspecting, bagpipe strangling, and other such quaint Highland customs. But, since this is supposed to be about Disney, I wont include the details of the other portions of our trip, except when relevant or when I want to gloat about getting to spend two weeks in Europe!
On a much more serious note, the day before I was supposed to leave on my trip, I was at work when I heard about the terrorist attacks on London. Can I just take a minute to say how *furious* I am that there are people out there with such a complete disregard for human life.
I got an email from the Wilmots saying that we could cut out the London portion of our trip. I said that we could make that decision a bit later, once all of the facts were in. Im supposed to fly into Gatwick airport in London on Saturday before changing planes and continuing on to Scotland. Unless the situation becomes worse than it is and they decide to shut down air travel into the area, Im definitely going to be on that plane. I vowed after the September 11th attack on the U.S. that I would not change any plans that I had just because of the intimidation tactics of some terrorist group and now I have another chance to prove my resolve. I trust that God will take care of me. He always has.
(Hey Folks its Larry Here. This report is looking great, but you know it would be a fuller trip report with a decent Planning Section, many of you may have read my TRs before, and I have always, (you check if you don't believe me) said. "Planning is the key to a good Disney Vacation." I've also told the world that I'm retiring as a Trip Report writer and that is true. But Robin, has kindly sent me an advance copy of her Trip Report, so I thought, hey, I may be retired but I'm not dead yet, so I thought that I might put a couple of comments into her Trip Report. You know just for old times sake, and I suppose just a weeny bit of vanity creeps in, and you kinda want your old chums, the good readers of mouseplanet and Radp and Disboards just to know that you are still alive. And I don't want Stringy Kevin to get all the limelight as chief British funnyman either. So If Robin doesn't mind, and if you good readers don't mind, I might just pop the odd comment in here. Anyway you wouldnt want to read a Trip Report with No letter "U"s in it, or without any pithy British humour, now would you - no you wouldn't. There that wasnt too bad was it? If you keep agreeing with me like that we will get on just fine.
OK back to you in Lubbock Robin.)
Robin 41 Trip Report writer, Bringer of Good Weather, Recently Relieved of Duties as Trip Planner
Larry - 46 - Host, Walking Compendium of Knowledge, and Trip Report god.
Jill - (no way would I betray a confidence without permission) - Keeper of the Passports, Park Navigator, and First in Line
Greg - 17 - Quiet Teenager, Purveyor of Dry Wit and Sarcastic Remarks
Ed - 14 - Runescape Addict, Chief Dog Walker, and Professional Conversationalist
Pippin/Killer - 4 months - Official Wilmot Poodle, Beggar of Table Scraps, Eater of Baked Goods
HISTORY
Bonjour, Mesdames et Messieurs! Bienvenue à mon Parc Disney rapport de voyage. Translation: Greetings, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to my Disneyland Paris trip report. Or, as the French like to say, Leave at once, American swine, before I pervade disinterest in your general direction. Just kidding. The French dont say that. Well, they dont say it to your face anyway and, if they do, they say it in French where you cant understand it and they mostly just spit on the ground as they say it, instead of spitting directly on you. So, bonus.
Seriously, we love the French. The French are our friends. My mom and I went to Paris several years back and everyone we encountered was very nice to us, with the notable exception of a man on the subway who shoved my mother and a taxi driver who wouldnt take us as a fare. (In his defense, we were in the Place de la Concorde and had just survived a spring deluge (or, as wed say in Texas, a gully washer!) and we looked like a couple of drowned rats--I wouldnt have let me in my car either.)
But enough about our international relations! This report isnt about our foreign policy; its about something much more important than thatDisney, and, more specifically, my first trip to Disneyland Paris (DLP).
Now I dont want to frighten you but youre about to witness something that has never been seen before on the face of the earth and probably wont be seen again in your lifetimea Robin Goble trip report with no planning section! There, there, dont be afraid. I know it seems to be one of the seven signs of the Apocalypse, but its really not as unthinkable as it sounds, and its not to say I wont babble on incessantly before I actually get to the meat of the report anyway, so youre really no better off than if I *had* written a planning section!
The reason that theres no planning section is very simple. Its because I havent done any actual planning for this trip. I can see you slapping the palm of your hand against your forehead in amazement. Why didnt *I* think of that, you say, Its brilliance is only outdone by its simplicity. And the reason, dear reader, that there has been no planning for this trip is the fact that I have procured, as my tour guide and host, the internationally famous, Larry planning is for wimps Wilmot.
Seriously, my sister, Paula, and I met Larry and his lovely family in, of all the Un-Disney places, New York City this past January after striking up a friendship emailing each other over trip reports. The Wilmot's were kind enough to invite us to come visit them in Scotland and, not being one to pass on the opportunity to spend a summer in London (Yes, I *know* that London is not in Scotlandits just an expression. My geography, while not being my strongest subject in school, is not quite that shaky. Why, Ive even been known to be able to locate Portugal on a map of the world beforehint: its next to Spain.), I was quick to accept their generous offer. Sadly, my Disney buddy Paula isnt able to join me on this trip since Im going for two weeks and she cant get that much time off from her job, but Im hoping to make that up to her with a Disney trip later in the year to Disneyland Resort (DLR) in California or Walt Disney World (WDW) in Florida.
Now of course Disneyland Paris isnt the sole focus of the trip. There will be many other activities such as haggis wrestling (which will be kindly repaid with a Snipe hunting expedition should they ever decide to pay a visit to Texas), shell grip inspecting, bagpipe strangling, and other such quaint Highland customs. But, since this is supposed to be about Disney, I wont include the details of the other portions of our trip, except when relevant or when I want to gloat about getting to spend two weeks in Europe!
On a much more serious note, the day before I was supposed to leave on my trip, I was at work when I heard about the terrorist attacks on London. Can I just take a minute to say how *furious* I am that there are people out there with such a complete disregard for human life.
I got an email from the Wilmots saying that we could cut out the London portion of our trip. I said that we could make that decision a bit later, once all of the facts were in. Im supposed to fly into Gatwick airport in London on Saturday before changing planes and continuing on to Scotland. Unless the situation becomes worse than it is and they decide to shut down air travel into the area, Im definitely going to be on that plane. I vowed after the September 11th attack on the U.S. that I would not change any plans that I had just because of the intimidation tactics of some terrorist group and now I have another chance to prove my resolve. I trust that God will take care of me. He always has.
(Hey Folks its Larry Here. This report is looking great, but you know it would be a fuller trip report with a decent Planning Section, many of you may have read my TRs before, and I have always, (you check if you don't believe me) said. "Planning is the key to a good Disney Vacation." I've also told the world that I'm retiring as a Trip Report writer and that is true. But Robin, has kindly sent me an advance copy of her Trip Report, so I thought, hey, I may be retired but I'm not dead yet, so I thought that I might put a couple of comments into her Trip Report. You know just for old times sake, and I suppose just a weeny bit of vanity creeps in, and you kinda want your old chums, the good readers of mouseplanet and Radp and Disboards just to know that you are still alive. And I don't want Stringy Kevin to get all the limelight as chief British funnyman either. So If Robin doesn't mind, and if you good readers don't mind, I might just pop the odd comment in here. Anyway you wouldnt want to read a Trip Report with No letter "U"s in it, or without any pithy British humour, now would you - no you wouldn't. There that wasnt too bad was it? If you keep agreeing with me like that we will get on just fine.
OK back to you in Lubbock Robin.)
