“All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them. ” – Walt Disney.
One look at the sprawling Disneyland Paris campus and you get to understand what this young little teenager Walter Elias Disney might have dreamt about, when he started taking his passion seriously.
On an overcast morning with rains imminent and without carrying umbrellas, we stepped into the Disneyland Park. It was the first experience of visiting an international Park for all five of us, and we had all day at our disposal. “Neraya nadakanum polrukkey?!?”, my mom sighed! “Looks like we’ll have a lot of walking to do”. She was right. The park was huge! Disneyland Paris Android App, the maps and signboards helped, but it was difficult for all of us to stay together and not get lost.
Just near the entrance of the main Park, I noticed a statue of Snow White, Disney’s first princess. Hair as black as ebony, lips as red as the rose, skin as white as snow, she was wearing a bright smile with a pose gesturing a welcome.
As I pushed the baby stroller forward to start making a move, I was thinking to myself, “Snow White, if only you could guide us through this Park!!!”. I noticed someone’s hand on my shoulder when I heard a sweet voice from behind. “You are an honourable guest of this fabled park. I’ll guide you through it. Don’t worry”, said Snow White, as I turned back, stunned. And so, we entered the park, ably guided by Snow White, enjoying all the rides that were worth their salt. After what seemed like hours, Snow White bid adieu to us. “I’ll have to get ready for the evening Disney Parade. I’ll see you all there. Don’t miss it”, she said, as she seamlessly disappeared into the crowd.
We wasted an hour in the afternoon owing to the drizzles which had picked up by then. After having a sumptuous packed Indian lunch, we went ahead and explored a few other rides in the Park, mostly suited for my 1 year old son. He was the hero of the trip for us afterall. By the expressions he gave (he can’t speak yet), we gathered that he had a great time. I made a mental note to myself that we’ll come back to Disneyland (not necessarily Paris) when he is slightly older (5-7 years old).
To be continued…