TotallyAngelic
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Summer 2007 Disneyland Paris Trip Report Part 1:
Cast Members:
Sarah: Totally Pirates of the Caribbean obsessed, Disney enthusiast, Pin
Collector, only rides indoor coasters!
Tony: Disney enthusiast, Pin Collector, Loves all extreme rides, eats for the
UK!
Taryn: Aged 16. Disney enthusiast. Pin Collector. Loves POTC. Tim Burton
Obsessed. Very theatrical and loves any excuse to dress up especially
Halloween!
Daniel: Aged 13. Disney Enthusiast but doesnt like meeting characters unless it
is spontaneous. Loves POTC. Nintendo player and Tim Burton fan!
Stephen: Aged 17. My stepson. Not really mad about Disney but loves extreme
coasters.
Louise: Aged 16. My stepdaughter. Loves Disney and dressing up.
Part One: Getting There or Can plane journeys really be this uneventful!
This trip to Disneyland Paris really shouldnt have happened .it was NOT supposed to happen at all, because since returning from our Halloween trip in October 2006, I had been directing all our disposable income into the Florida Fund. I began to contemplate a long, miserable (and as it was to turn out, very wet) Disney-less summer. Then in May came an unexpected surprise, when a long forgotten 10 year endowment policy matured, and provided me with the overwhelming urge to book an interim trip to the magic. My annual passes were just shouting out for another outing before they expired. Easyjet flights were quickly booked and I set about finding accommodation. With 4 teenagers in tow I wanted to find somewhere we could stay with separate sleeping arrangements, and while surfing the net I found a townhouse to rent in a complex called the Citea in Magny le Hongre, about 10 minutes from the parks. This turned out to be a bargain, at only 90 euros per night for a 3 bedroom house. So once again we were on our way to Disneyland Paris, for what was to be our 5th trip in 2 years.
Fast forward now to July 17th when I woke up with that wonderful feeling . .today was the day we were off to our second home, Disneyland Paris !!!
I had actually packed the cases the previous day, which is an amazing achievement in itself, but for once I was organised as I knew that we would be quite busy on the morning of departure as both Taryn and I had appointments at the hairdressers. Meanwhile Tony was in bed, as he had worked a night shift the previous night. We came out of the hairdressers and just made it to the car before a deluge started, and continued for most of the morning. The road outside actually looked like a flowing river at one point. Fortunately it stopped before we set off to the airport, as I really dont like driving in heavy rain. At about 3pm we set off to the airport, and for some reason I missed the turning for the car-parking place and had to make a detour back to find it. You wouldnt think I had been there 4 times and had never gone wrong before.
We arrived at our car parking destination at 16:40, and the mini bus was already there waiting to take us to the airport, where we arrived at about 17:00, met up with Stephen and Louise, and made our way to the Easyjet check in. Not much of a queue for check in and they were fairly efficient and the line moved fairly quickly, so after picking up some euros from Travelex, we headed upstairs to grab something to eat at Burger King. Taryn and I, who dont like fast food burgers, ate some rolls we had brought with us. I then had the hassle of putting all my liquid make-up stuff into a clear plastic bag as I hadnt remembered to pack it away in my check in baggage. There was a machine dispensing the clear plastic bags for 50p, but Boots were giving them away with any purchase, so I bought some paracetemol and got a freebie bag.
At this point we went through security and into the departure lounge, where we had our traditional pre-flight Starbucks moment. Stephen, Tony and I had a lovely strawberries and cream frappucino, and Taryn, Dan and Louise had caramel cream frappucino. Tony went off to look at the departures screen, and rushed back with a look of sheer panic on his face the screen was saying that the gate for our flight was closed. We gathered up all our bags and hurried off to the gate, where we found that in fact no one had boarded the aircraft and all the passengers were just sitting around waiting. After about 5 minutes they called for the speedy boarders and Group A, and as per usual most of Group B got up and blocked the area around the gate. A lot of people were complaining about the gate closed screen as it had caused them to panic! We waited until Group B were called and then walked to the aircraft, and found six seats next to each other (2 rows of 3) without too much hassle.
Before too long we were sitting in our seats waiting for take-off , which was uneventful, as was the flight in general and the landing. I found this very unusual as I generally have a traumatic experience while flying, but on this occasion, I just plugged myself into my MP3 player and listened to Fantillusion and Pirates of the Caribbean movie soundtracks until we were told to turn off the MP3 players etc. I think the plane only wobbled twice, and I managed to cope without an embarrassing display of histrionics, and I attribute my calm state to the Disney music I was listening to.
We arrived at 21:30, a little ahead of time, at CDG and the baggage was already on the carrousel by the time we got to the baggage reclaim I was very relieved to find it was all present and correct. We then went out into the arrivals lounge area, looking out for our BS transport man holding up our name on a sign but he was nowhere to be seen. I immediately began to worry, as I had brought no contact phone number with me, mainly because we had never had a problem before and I had received confirmation emails. We waited around for about five minutes, and then I wandered outside to see if he was waiting on the roadside. I still couldnt find any likely suspect, so I gathered up all the family and attempted to broach the subject that we might need to catch the metro. This was met with the expected groans and moans, so I ushered them outside to keep a weather eye open for BS Transports, while I went back in to try asking the at the information desk there if they had any contact numbers. Before I had time to embarrass myself with my very poor efforts with the French language, Daniel ran in and said that the BS transport had just turned up and we were thankfully saved the ordeal that is the metro.
On the way to the accommodation we passed by Disneyland Park and could see Space Mountain and the Castle and the Tower of Terror in the distance and immediately I felt that familiar warm glow inside. We carried on towards the Holiday Inn area, and then carried on past there until we came to a small village about 5 minutes further on. This was Magny-le Hongre, and it seems to be an original French village, with a lot of what look like modern apartments and holiday homes built alongside. The Citea Residentiel was at the top left of the village, from the gates you could see the back of the Kyriad and the Holiday Inn across some open fields.
Here are some photos of the Citea Residentiel:
We had been given our house number earlier on the phone as the reception was closed when we arrived, and we had been informed that the door would be open and the key inside, which it was. The house was very nice and clean, with a double bedroom, a kitchen , a toilet and a living room downstairs, with 2 twin bedrooms and a bathroom (with a washing machine in it) upstairs. One of the upstairs bedrooms had a balcony, and the living room and downstairs bedroom had French windows which opened onto a small patio area, which unfortunately didnt have any tables and chairs, but as we didnt intend spending too much time there it really didnt matter too much. It was ideal for us as we all had our own space, a survival necessity when travelling with 4 teenagers and their many and varied mood swings. We all quickly unpacked and then decided to go out to explore, and see if we could find any local shops where we would be able to pick up breakfast supplies, although obviously they would be closed as it was almost 11pm by now.
We headed off in the direction we thought was the right one, and eventually, after about 15 minutes came across a little pizza take-away and a bar, but nothing much else. So after all that we decided to go back to the house and get off to bed, so we could be up early for EMH the following morning. We eventually got to bed at about half past midnight. Alarms were set for 06:00am. See you tomorrow for our first Disney day!!
Cast Members:
Sarah: Totally Pirates of the Caribbean obsessed, Disney enthusiast, Pin
Collector, only rides indoor coasters!
Tony: Disney enthusiast, Pin Collector, Loves all extreme rides, eats for the
UK!
Taryn: Aged 16. Disney enthusiast. Pin Collector. Loves POTC. Tim Burton
Obsessed. Very theatrical and loves any excuse to dress up especially
Halloween!
Daniel: Aged 13. Disney Enthusiast but doesnt like meeting characters unless it
is spontaneous. Loves POTC. Nintendo player and Tim Burton fan!
Stephen: Aged 17. My stepson. Not really mad about Disney but loves extreme
coasters.
Louise: Aged 16. My stepdaughter. Loves Disney and dressing up.
Part One: Getting There or Can plane journeys really be this uneventful!
This trip to Disneyland Paris really shouldnt have happened .it was NOT supposed to happen at all, because since returning from our Halloween trip in October 2006, I had been directing all our disposable income into the Florida Fund. I began to contemplate a long, miserable (and as it was to turn out, very wet) Disney-less summer. Then in May came an unexpected surprise, when a long forgotten 10 year endowment policy matured, and provided me with the overwhelming urge to book an interim trip to the magic. My annual passes were just shouting out for another outing before they expired. Easyjet flights were quickly booked and I set about finding accommodation. With 4 teenagers in tow I wanted to find somewhere we could stay with separate sleeping arrangements, and while surfing the net I found a townhouse to rent in a complex called the Citea in Magny le Hongre, about 10 minutes from the parks. This turned out to be a bargain, at only 90 euros per night for a 3 bedroom house. So once again we were on our way to Disneyland Paris, for what was to be our 5th trip in 2 years.
Fast forward now to July 17th when I woke up with that wonderful feeling . .today was the day we were off to our second home, Disneyland Paris !!!
I had actually packed the cases the previous day, which is an amazing achievement in itself, but for once I was organised as I knew that we would be quite busy on the morning of departure as both Taryn and I had appointments at the hairdressers. Meanwhile Tony was in bed, as he had worked a night shift the previous night. We came out of the hairdressers and just made it to the car before a deluge started, and continued for most of the morning. The road outside actually looked like a flowing river at one point. Fortunately it stopped before we set off to the airport, as I really dont like driving in heavy rain. At about 3pm we set off to the airport, and for some reason I missed the turning for the car-parking place and had to make a detour back to find it. You wouldnt think I had been there 4 times and had never gone wrong before.
We arrived at our car parking destination at 16:40, and the mini bus was already there waiting to take us to the airport, where we arrived at about 17:00, met up with Stephen and Louise, and made our way to the Easyjet check in. Not much of a queue for check in and they were fairly efficient and the line moved fairly quickly, so after picking up some euros from Travelex, we headed upstairs to grab something to eat at Burger King. Taryn and I, who dont like fast food burgers, ate some rolls we had brought with us. I then had the hassle of putting all my liquid make-up stuff into a clear plastic bag as I hadnt remembered to pack it away in my check in baggage. There was a machine dispensing the clear plastic bags for 50p, but Boots were giving them away with any purchase, so I bought some paracetemol and got a freebie bag.
At this point we went through security and into the departure lounge, where we had our traditional pre-flight Starbucks moment. Stephen, Tony and I had a lovely strawberries and cream frappucino, and Taryn, Dan and Louise had caramel cream frappucino. Tony went off to look at the departures screen, and rushed back with a look of sheer panic on his face the screen was saying that the gate for our flight was closed. We gathered up all our bags and hurried off to the gate, where we found that in fact no one had boarded the aircraft and all the passengers were just sitting around waiting. After about 5 minutes they called for the speedy boarders and Group A, and as per usual most of Group B got up and blocked the area around the gate. A lot of people were complaining about the gate closed screen as it had caused them to panic! We waited until Group B were called and then walked to the aircraft, and found six seats next to each other (2 rows of 3) without too much hassle.
Before too long we were sitting in our seats waiting for take-off , which was uneventful, as was the flight in general and the landing. I found this very unusual as I generally have a traumatic experience while flying, but on this occasion, I just plugged myself into my MP3 player and listened to Fantillusion and Pirates of the Caribbean movie soundtracks until we were told to turn off the MP3 players etc. I think the plane only wobbled twice, and I managed to cope without an embarrassing display of histrionics, and I attribute my calm state to the Disney music I was listening to.
We arrived at 21:30, a little ahead of time, at CDG and the baggage was already on the carrousel by the time we got to the baggage reclaim I was very relieved to find it was all present and correct. We then went out into the arrivals lounge area, looking out for our BS transport man holding up our name on a sign but he was nowhere to be seen. I immediately began to worry, as I had brought no contact phone number with me, mainly because we had never had a problem before and I had received confirmation emails. We waited around for about five minutes, and then I wandered outside to see if he was waiting on the roadside. I still couldnt find any likely suspect, so I gathered up all the family and attempted to broach the subject that we might need to catch the metro. This was met with the expected groans and moans, so I ushered them outside to keep a weather eye open for BS Transports, while I went back in to try asking the at the information desk there if they had any contact numbers. Before I had time to embarrass myself with my very poor efforts with the French language, Daniel ran in and said that the BS transport had just turned up and we were thankfully saved the ordeal that is the metro.
On the way to the accommodation we passed by Disneyland Park and could see Space Mountain and the Castle and the Tower of Terror in the distance and immediately I felt that familiar warm glow inside. We carried on towards the Holiday Inn area, and then carried on past there until we came to a small village about 5 minutes further on. This was Magny-le Hongre, and it seems to be an original French village, with a lot of what look like modern apartments and holiday homes built alongside. The Citea Residentiel was at the top left of the village, from the gates you could see the back of the Kyriad and the Holiday Inn across some open fields.
Here are some photos of the Citea Residentiel:



We had been given our house number earlier on the phone as the reception was closed when we arrived, and we had been informed that the door would be open and the key inside, which it was. The house was very nice and clean, with a double bedroom, a kitchen , a toilet and a living room downstairs, with 2 twin bedrooms and a bathroom (with a washing machine in it) upstairs. One of the upstairs bedrooms had a balcony, and the living room and downstairs bedroom had French windows which opened onto a small patio area, which unfortunately didnt have any tables and chairs, but as we didnt intend spending too much time there it really didnt matter too much. It was ideal for us as we all had our own space, a survival necessity when travelling with 4 teenagers and their many and varied mood swings. We all quickly unpacked and then decided to go out to explore, and see if we could find any local shops where we would be able to pick up breakfast supplies, although obviously they would be closed as it was almost 11pm by now.
We headed off in the direction we thought was the right one, and eventually, after about 15 minutes came across a little pizza take-away and a bar, but nothing much else. So after all that we decided to go back to the house and get off to bed, so we could be up early for EMH the following morning. We eventually got to bed at about half past midnight. Alarms were set for 06:00am. See you tomorrow for our first Disney day!!