Disneyland Paris
I went to Disneyland Paris. I went to Disneyland Paris. It’s true, I went to Disneyland Paris. I had to say it several times to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. Visiting Disneyland was interesting in itself because of the language barrier immediately going into the park. This park was much different than I experienced. I am a Floridian and spent quite a bit of time at Disney as a child. Those memories are fading but are still some of the best. Disneyland Paris and Disneyworld are very different. Obviously the scale of both parks are night and day. Disney Paris could fit into Disneyworld and still have room left to run around in both parks. Disneyland Paris was more of a park to look at stuff rather than to expierience thrill or emotions. Disneyworld provides a more fulfilling expierence where you can engage in thrill, simulation, visual and audiotory rides and still provide a wonderful experience. Disneyland Paris lacked variety and seemed to focus more on a visual excitement and rode the coattails of its counterpart than create an exhilirating experience. I loved every moment of it though because I would rather have a day in Disneyland Paris than Disneyworld any day forever.
For my pre-depature movie, I watched Aristocats and Ratatouille. The Aristocats movie painted Paris in my opinion quite grimly, criminally and financially focused. While, Ratatouille set the paris seen as hopeful, tasteful and exciting. In my opinion, they both set false expectations of what Paris would really be like once I step foot into this city. I can’t say that either of the movies failed to set some sort of expectation. Aristocats set me to be vigilant of people being less than honest and pretending to be someone they weren’t but also to see someone who may not immediately be appealing but giving them an opportunity to help or be part of my life. I saw this desperate need for money on every corner when the women would lay on the ground and when the least expected man helped me translate my order at Disney. ¥
Ratatouille set the largest false expectations. It gvae me a sense that I would come here and all the food would be amazing and incredibly edible. I was wrong. The food here was less than spectacular in my opinion and often lacked seasoning or variety. I spent quite a bit of time adding salt, ketchup or a combination of things to my meal in order to make it edible. The other end of that, the food and processes are incredibly different so the food naturally tastes much different. By the end of the trip, I am begging and desperate to taste just even an ounce of normal American food.
At Disneyland Paris, the focus was visual asthetic rather than excitement or thrill. It also seemed to be a little dark and gloomy while Disneyworld seems more airy and bright. This is just one of the many differences in the park. One of the most noticeable although I was not able to get a good photo of it was the incessant smoking and lack of personal space. The personal space and smoking may be apart of the European culture but I am not a fan at all. At Disneyworld, you would be thrown out of the park if you dared to smoke incesstantly outside of the designated smoking areas and would be in a quarrel immediately if you were 2 inches from someone for 90 minutes straight and consistently bumped, walked into or annoyed someone. At Disneyland, there were no boundaries as everyone was looking forward to getting to know the person in line either in front or behind them very closely.