If there were ever a place that I would have an overwhelming amount of nostalgia when I visit that would be it. That was probably why I felt back home when I was at Disneyland Paris last week. Although I had never been there before it looked so similar to California’s Disneyland that I almost forgot that I was in Europe (save for all the French speakers of course).
I went with my roommate Mal and our friend Gabe for the day. We were there when it opened and left at closing. I’d say 12 hours is certainly not for the faint of heart, or at least for those who get easily tired/complain about their feet hurting. Luckily the two parks here in Paris (Disneyland and Walt Disney Studios) weren’t nearly as large as they are in the United States. Apparently it’s not just the food portions that are smaller here…
Regardless I had the most magnificent day. I constantly half walked/ran around with a weird giddy laugh and freaked Mal and Gabe out with my extensive knowledge of Disneyland facts. I think they were more than likely ready to go home at the end of the day just so I could stop professing my love for the park.
I’m already scheming up another day trip there. Here are some of the shots I took on my iPhone while there.