Disneyland Paris: Magic, Mocha, and a Few Missteps
Our day at Disneyland Paris turned out to be the most expensive of our entire France trip, but surprisingly, it was still cheaper than visiting a U.S. Disney park. Even better? The food was significantly tastier.
As per our usual travel rhythm, we got a late start, hopping on the metro around 11 a.m. and arriving at the park by 1 p.m. After entering through the dazzling pink castle, we spotted a cozy spot to eat. I ordered a grilled ham and cheese sandwich that was absolutely perfect, paired with a mocha I crafted myself by combining a hot chocolate and a latte. (I’m not a fan of Lavazza coffee, but it’s much more palatable with a splash of chocolate!)
Right after lunch, we stumbled upon the Snow White ride, an especially magical moment for my friend, who used to perform at birthday parties as Snow White herself. The line was short, the guests were friendly, and the ride attendants even complimented her DisneyBound outfit. It was one of those moments that just felt particularly pixie dusted.
The rest of the afternoon flew by. With most lines clocking in at just 15 minutes, we managed to hop on six rides in two hours! Even Big Thunder Mountain, with its 45-minute wait, felt like a breeze after such short lines. That ride was a wild mix of fun, laughter, and just enough thrill, especially when we plunged into the dark tunnels.
My favorite part of the day, if I had to choose, was the Alice in Wonderland Labyrinth. It’s a whimsical, silly maze where you can lose yourself among hedges, colorful characters, and playful surprises. When we finally made our way to the little tower in the center and climbed to the top, I was genuinely amazed by how much space Disneyland Paris had dedicated to this attraction. It was delightful and so much fun. If I had to sum up the park in one word, it would be whimsy - pure, joyful whimsy.
As the day wore on, the weather turned a bit dreary. A light rain began to fall, and the park emptied out. With umbrellas up, we wandered through whimsical attractions like Storybook Land, grabbed a light dinner from food stalls, and ended the ride portion of our day with It’s a Small World, a nostalgic favorite with only a five-minute wait.
We browsed the shops afterward, snapping photos of plush toys for my work records. Before we knew it, it was time for a late-night snack and the grand finale: the light show. It was absolutely stunning. Whether it was the time of year, the fact that it was a Thursday, or the chilly drizzle, the park felt blissfully uncrowded, giving us the freedom to explore without the usual hustle.
The only hiccup? Navigating back. We walked a bit too far looking for the metro, got rerouted, and then accidentally boarded the wrong train, leaving on the left side instead of right. Thankfully, ChatGPT helped us get back on track. But by the time we reached our final transfer, the last train had already left. So, we walked the final mile home. After 20,000 steps and six flights of stairs at our Airbnb, what’s another thousand steps?