The penultimate day...
Tuesday 1st July 2008
We got up a bit later today, because we knew that we wanted the supermarket near Bussy station, and that didn't open until 9. We also knew by now that the lands in the park didn't open until bang on 10, even though we were allowed onto Main Street at 09:30.
We arrived at the supermarket at 9, went in to buy a sandwich and a couple of drinks, and headed to the station. (By the way, a sandwich and a drink in
Disneyland would set you back about 8-10. I got a ham and cheese baguette for 1.20 and a 1.5l bottle of lemonade for 0.23 - well worth it!).
At the station - horror filled my heart as I walked towards the doors. Which were closed. And locked.
The station was empty.
I scratched my head and said a few naughty words before finally seeing a note which was pinned to the door.
"Due to an attack on an RER driver in Paris at 19.10 last night, all RER services are suspended today".
AAAAAARGH!
So the situation is as follows:
It's 9:30am. We're 7 miles or so from Disneyland Paris, and there's no trains.
Luckily, we're told by a polite passerby that we need the number 44 bus to Val d'Europe, where we would change onto another bus for the final mile or so to Disneyland. I was confident that we'd still be there for around 10, as a 44 bus was just approaching - and it can't take that long to do the journey surely?
Well - I was spectacularly wrong! The journey to Val d'Europe, on a cramped horrible bus, took a whopping 30 minutes, as it went via most streets in Bussy, and also the scenic village of Jossigny. I realised it was a service bus, and NOT a rail replacement service.
Once at Val d'Europe, I felt a bit better - as I could see the Tower of Terror and Disney Village from the bus station.
45 minutes. 45 painstaking, airless minutes on a packed bus as it circled the entire Marne la Vallee ring road entering every town and village it could find.
We got to Disneyland, annoyed, frustrated but relieved at around 11. We'd lost an hour in the park.
Believe it or not - this is the day when we did the most rides! We actually crammed 19 rides into this day, as we stayed until 9. BIG MISTAKE!!!
We returned to the bus station and politely, and cheerfully, asked a bus driver when the next Val d'Europe bus was.
"Last one went at 9 - sorry".
For the second time in this day, the following was appropriate:
AAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!
My eyes drifted towards the station where there were definitely no trains...
My eyes then reluctantly drifted towards that dreaded four letter word, which I try to avoid saying or using at any point in my life - TAXI.
We had no choice. It was 9:15pm and we were 7 miles from our hotel.
The queue was perhaps 20 people long, and I heard some mumblings of Torcy and Bussy. I tried my luck, and very loudly said:
"It's a shame no-one else is going to Bussy - then we could share".
Miracles do happen. A family of 4 in front, including two young children, turned round and said: "We are!".
They were a very friendly Scandinavian (or Dutch, I can't quite decide) bunch who were thrilled to meet us so the cost wouldn't be as much. What it did mean though is that we'd need a taxi for 6.
After half an hour, they were in front of us in the queue and a taxi for 4 arrived. The man turned round and looked at me. Before he said a word, I told him to take it. He had two young children and it's only fair to let them go.
Our taxi arrived 5 minutes later, followed by a taxi for 6 (!), but it was to be that we'd have to pay the full fare between us.
30 from Disneyland to Bussy. How do taxi drivers sleep at night?
I avoid getting taxis in this country for the very same reason.
Anyway - we got back to the hotel, and I tried to be philosophical. I said that we must have saved over 30 even on one night of not staying on the resort, so it's just money we would have spent elsewhere. It still hurt though paying that much for what is usually a 6 minute RER journey.
We went to bed, relieved to be home but slightly downhearted by the RER strike. Is it worth a letter to RER asking for compensation for the taxi fare? They didn't lay on any rail replacement services and didn't give any notice of a strike. Perhaps it's worth the price of a stamp. Who knows?
(The last day coming soon...)