I should start this by pointing out that we are Holiday Wimps.
Ive not been out of the country for 20 years, wife and daughter have Never been out of the country at all! (we like UK holidays where we can take the car for flexibility, pack as much as we like, have a chalet/cottage etc, our own space, own catering etc).
With Amy, a now 4 year old, in tow, we like things to be easy! (Our admiration goes out to those in DLP with either more than one toddler, or toddler + baby, we really dont know how you do it...)
Everything about the whole getting flights, passports, travelling etc was an experience for us, so forgive me if I ramble about stuff most take for granted.
Day 1
4.30am start so that we can get ready and get to Manchester airport for our 7.40am start to check-in. Given 2 hours till flight, I was pleasantly surprised by how quick it went. Checked car in at Meet & Greet, checked us and bags in, drink in cafe (curiously, drink had horrible UHT milk, I think this was meant as a warning for later in the holiday), through security, wander few shops, 15 mins wait, getting on plane. Nowhere near as torturously boring a 2 hours as wed expected.
Air France plane going out, so quite swish I guess, felt like we were in a plane of French Business Travellers (this becomes relevant on plane back...)
Amy settled into the plane reasonably well, couldnt get her head around the ear thing, and nothing we did would ease it for her.
When we arrived, we were among a crowd of people who had not a clue where to go when getting off the plane (god help em, people started to follow me, ME!), but we found the security & baggage area eventually. Felt glad it wasnt Just us looking stupid.
Here I must recommend Ezyshuttle taxi service for getting to hotel. The pick up was by the doors right outside baggage area, we barely had to move! Straight in taxi and off to be dropped out right outside HNY, perfect.
After keeping Amy amused on plane for 90 mins, I passed her off to the wife to deal with in the Taxi for a break. Naturally, Amy fell asleep within minutes. Humph.
Slightly confusing outside the hotel, bellboy took bags, gave me a ticket, didnt really explain what to do - largely as he was too busy chatting to/up the taxi driver... Checked in, and with some Huh? type phone calls, got the bags back eventually when I twigged what to do with the ticket (told ya it was all new to us).
I noted No Kettle in the room! I NEED tea at this point, and going without all week is not even an option. Went to see reception, and they said Tea & Coffee facilities should be ordered from Room Service (7 euros!), but that I could Have a kettle. As I brought my own tea bags etc, Money Saved, happy start. I only twigged later that wed have no Cups etc, but you cant have everything...
Upon seeing the Mickey themed toiletries in the bathroom, my forum training kicked in, and I took some and packed them away, leaving just a couple of those that had duplicates so I didnt look like a complete klepto!
Thanks to our early flight, it was now only about 2.30pm, so wed time to get in the parks. On way through lobby found some kind of impromptu Mickey & Goofy dance-along going on with loads of kids (you assume this is quite common until you see nothing like it for the rest of the week!). Good to see some character interaction and get first photo so soon after arriving! Its an awful photo though, so I wont show it here, as a kid leapt in to try and get Goofys attention (as, of course, the accompanying staff were doing Nothing to help the poor character manage the crowd).
(We had been told on the flight that weather for the week was Ok today but but cloudy, Warm tomorrow, good rest of week. Upon being out in it for a while, it was obviously HOT by our standards. Oh God, whats tomorrow going to be like?)
After a village wander, decided that with only a couple of hours park time, wed focus on the smaller Studio. Straight on Tram tour with no waiting time, which went down a storm with Amy (despite her pre-holiday refusal to go on it, as it looked scary).
Our wanderings then led us straight into the Green Men meet & play already underway which was entertaining, they put a lot of effort into it in what must be awfully uncomfortable costumes. Amy not really ready to join in and play along just yet, still wary.
As were passing the Pixar Cars ride (spinning little cars, forget the name sorry) we queued for that. This was fortuitous, as we didnt see it open again the Entire week, looked like it was under repair. Shame, its a good little ride that wed like to have done again.
Bit more wandering to get used to the place, but that was enough for us, long day, back to hotel to get ready for an even longer day tomorrow!
The park was Pretty busy when we first arrived. We were though I beleive not only on a sunny weekend, but on the last day of a French holiday, so were expecting that.
Decided to call in at Train Station shop to get Sugar & Milk (and a cup... ahem...) for making tea in the hotel, and this is when what a Parisian colleague had warned me about kicked in, Fresh Milk is not a big thing in France generally, whereas UHT (and a particularly noxious type of it in my opinion) is everywhere. Did without it that night, determined to find some tomorrow... (Look for my Got Milk? thread for more info on this).
Ive not been out of the country for 20 years, wife and daughter have Never been out of the country at all! (we like UK holidays where we can take the car for flexibility, pack as much as we like, have a chalet/cottage etc, our own space, own catering etc).
With Amy, a now 4 year old, in tow, we like things to be easy! (Our admiration goes out to those in DLP with either more than one toddler, or toddler + baby, we really dont know how you do it...)
Everything about the whole getting flights, passports, travelling etc was an experience for us, so forgive me if I ramble about stuff most take for granted.

Day 1
4.30am start so that we can get ready and get to Manchester airport for our 7.40am start to check-in. Given 2 hours till flight, I was pleasantly surprised by how quick it went. Checked car in at Meet & Greet, checked us and bags in, drink in cafe (curiously, drink had horrible UHT milk, I think this was meant as a warning for later in the holiday), through security, wander few shops, 15 mins wait, getting on plane. Nowhere near as torturously boring a 2 hours as wed expected.
Air France plane going out, so quite swish I guess, felt like we were in a plane of French Business Travellers (this becomes relevant on plane back...)
Amy settled into the plane reasonably well, couldnt get her head around the ear thing, and nothing we did would ease it for her.
When we arrived, we were among a crowd of people who had not a clue where to go when getting off the plane (god help em, people started to follow me, ME!), but we found the security & baggage area eventually. Felt glad it wasnt Just us looking stupid.

Here I must recommend Ezyshuttle taxi service for getting to hotel. The pick up was by the doors right outside baggage area, we barely had to move! Straight in taxi and off to be dropped out right outside HNY, perfect.
After keeping Amy amused on plane for 90 mins, I passed her off to the wife to deal with in the Taxi for a break. Naturally, Amy fell asleep within minutes. Humph.
Slightly confusing outside the hotel, bellboy took bags, gave me a ticket, didnt really explain what to do - largely as he was too busy chatting to/up the taxi driver... Checked in, and with some Huh? type phone calls, got the bags back eventually when I twigged what to do with the ticket (told ya it was all new to us).
I noted No Kettle in the room! I NEED tea at this point, and going without all week is not even an option. Went to see reception, and they said Tea & Coffee facilities should be ordered from Room Service (7 euros!), but that I could Have a kettle. As I brought my own tea bags etc, Money Saved, happy start. I only twigged later that wed have no Cups etc, but you cant have everything...
Upon seeing the Mickey themed toiletries in the bathroom, my forum training kicked in, and I took some and packed them away, leaving just a couple of those that had duplicates so I didnt look like a complete klepto!
Thanks to our early flight, it was now only about 2.30pm, so wed time to get in the parks. On way through lobby found some kind of impromptu Mickey & Goofy dance-along going on with loads of kids (you assume this is quite common until you see nothing like it for the rest of the week!). Good to see some character interaction and get first photo so soon after arriving! Its an awful photo though, so I wont show it here, as a kid leapt in to try and get Goofys attention (as, of course, the accompanying staff were doing Nothing to help the poor character manage the crowd).
(We had been told on the flight that weather for the week was Ok today but but cloudy, Warm tomorrow, good rest of week. Upon being out in it for a while, it was obviously HOT by our standards. Oh God, whats tomorrow going to be like?)
After a village wander, decided that with only a couple of hours park time, wed focus on the smaller Studio. Straight on Tram tour with no waiting time, which went down a storm with Amy (despite her pre-holiday refusal to go on it, as it looked scary).

Our wanderings then led us straight into the Green Men meet & play already underway which was entertaining, they put a lot of effort into it in what must be awfully uncomfortable costumes. Amy not really ready to join in and play along just yet, still wary.

As were passing the Pixar Cars ride (spinning little cars, forget the name sorry) we queued for that. This was fortuitous, as we didnt see it open again the Entire week, looked like it was under repair. Shame, its a good little ride that wed like to have done again.

Bit more wandering to get used to the place, but that was enough for us, long day, back to hotel to get ready for an even longer day tomorrow!
The park was Pretty busy when we first arrived. We were though I beleive not only on a sunny weekend, but on the last day of a French holiday, so were expecting that.
Decided to call in at Train Station shop to get Sugar & Milk (and a cup... ahem...) for making tea in the hotel, and this is when what a Parisian colleague had warned me about kicked in, Fresh Milk is not a big thing in France generally, whereas UHT (and a particularly noxious type of it in my opinion) is everywhere. Did without it that night, determined to find some tomorrow... (Look for my Got Milk? thread for more info on this).