For the last few days, I had been plotting something. Knowing that Jason really is a 13 year old girl in the body of a 23 year old man, I knew a particular attraction in France would create lifetime memories. With some planning, I made it so I could take him to Paris Disneyland, while still maintaining the integrity of visiting important places, such as the Eiffel Tower and the Louvre. I had emailed Brianne a week before we left asking for info about Parc Disneyland in Paris. She told me I would hate it but we spent a few days in Jon’s playground in the Alps, so I thought it only fair to spend a day in Jason’s palyground in a satellite of the Magical Kingdom. I got him all the way to the regional train before he realized we were going to what many Parisians consider a sacrament on their city and reputation. To conceal the truth as long as I could, I told him we were going to a castle outside of town. He was so giddy when I finally admitted we were in fact, going to Disneyland. I have never seen a guy with a bigger grin and I could swear his head was on the verge of exploding. You can see our reactions in the above pics.

The moment we got there, he was speed walking and running all over the place. His first stop was getting a map so he “could plan out our day.” If I hadn’t known him before, I would swear I had joined the Big Brother program and was taking my Little Brother out for a special day. We started with a roller coaster called Space Mountain Mission 2. The warning sign said it was a high-speed roller coaster with 360 degree inversions and sudden drops. I am not a fan of theme parks and roller coasters fall into that category but I played along and in the end, it was a fun departure from the usual activities we’ve been doing for the past few weeks. I’ll consolidate Disney Day with this simple summary:

• There were millions of kids everywhere (including Jason).
• People were dancing all over the place to super happy music and songs blaring through the PA system. Click Here for a video of the insanity.
• Jason was like a kid seeing his first candy store and then being told he can have whatever he wants and as much as he wants all day long.
• Not all Parisians are the Spawns of Satan I met when I got here last as this great guy at the train station offered to buy us tickets because we had insufficient coins for the machine. He was even super nice when we came up short with euro bills to pay him back.
• Disney is a business that aims to get your money and they are good at it. I feel like we robbed them by spending less than 100 €.

That night, we got back around 10:15, fifteen minutes after the train station baggage check closed, so we headed back to the hotel to wash the clothes we were wearing and get some rest.

I’ll leave you with a quote from Jason that nicely summarizes our Disney excursion: “This day was a miracle.”