Paris Disneyland

We have survived not 1, not 2, not 3, but 12 - yes 12 hours at Disneyland!

If only we hadn't done it with 50 squillion bazillion other people.

And of course with 50 squillion bazillion other people you're going to have to do a wee bit of queuing.  In fact we became queue experts, hey we had the time!  In summary, there are

• queues that look short but move excruciatingly slowly - perhaps the most deceptive and cruellest of all.  Unanimously voted our least favourite.

• queues that move along at a steady trot but go on for 1, 2, no make that 3kms.  Moving, moving, moving but going where?  Once again, cruel and deceptive, but at least there is some action.

• queues for the loo.  Usually short, but often a bit whiffy.

• queues for dinner.  Medium length but acceptable due to excessive time required sorting out order.

• queues for the somewhat ironically named fast-passes that are (raised eyebrows) designed to allow you to by-pass the queues.

• queues that aren't really queues at all, more a mass of people generally moving in the same direction.  Most frustrating of all due to a lack of infra-structure and the occasional (narrowed eyes) pusher-innerer.

So, out of our 12 hours in Disneyland I reckon we spent

• 6 hours queuing 

• 4 hours wandering round deciding where to queue

• 35 minutes eating dinner

• 30 minutes at the Tarzan show

• 25 minutes eating lunch

• 15 minutes searching for and going to the loo, and

• 15 minutes on rides!

Which when all said and done makes those few rides, from a purely mathematical perspective, a bloody long wait and très freakin' cher!

About .0000001% of the people with us at Disneyland on Tuesday 7 August 2012.
Plus the dreaded wait time displays, 60 and a mere 95 minutes!

But hey, despite the endless, tortuous queues and the monstrously massive unending crowds we had a ball, and here's the pictures to prove it!

Mental note to self.  Never ever ever go to Disneyland again in the summer school holidays!