Disneyland Paris Dream Apartment: Magical Stay Awaits!
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because reviewing a place with this many features? It's like trying to describe a goddamn kaleidoscope after you've had a few too many margaritas. But hey, I'm game. Let's dive into this… thing. I'm not promising perfection, just the truth – and believe me, the truth is often a cluster-eff.
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Accessibility: First things first, because I'm getting older, it's starting to feel like I'm made of accessibility needs. Now, the brochure says this place is, and I'm going to use the term, accessible. Let's see…
- Wheelchair Accessible: I'd love to tell you all about how easy it would be for a wheelchair user, but I AM NOT A WHEELCHAIR USER. However, the elevators are definitely there. And some of the common areas seem to have ramps – but I'm talking more from a visual view.
- Elevator: Yes, glorious, functional elevators exist. Phew.
- Facilities for disabled guests: Uh… well, they list it. I would have to see this to believe this.
- Okay, okay, I see the "Doorman/Security" – that's a plus. More of a plus if the door man is actually helpful. I will get back to this later.
On-site accessible restaurants / lounges: I'll need to check this out… it's listed, so I will let you know.
On-site accessible restaurants / lounges: Okay, I did stroll around. Ramps, and wide doorways, definitely a check in that department.
My First Impression: "Goodness Gracious, A Lot of Marble"
The lobby. Oh boy. I entered, and my first thought was, "Goodness gracious, a lot of marble." Seriously, it felt like stepping into the set of a particularly opulent soap opera. I half expected a diva to descend on a golden staircase, demanding the staff get her a double shot of espresso. The check-in process, thankfully, was swift. Contactless, even! A small victory in my book.
Internet Shenanigans & Wi-Fi Woes (or… bliss)
Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Praise be, because the world runs on the internet!
Internet, Internet [LAN], Internet services, Wi-Fi in public areas: Okay, they're covering all their bases. The in-room Wi-Fi was strong enough to stream Netflix, which is a definite win. Because let's be honest, travel time is for cat videos. The public areas? Spotty, but manageable. I’m talking about the area near the pool.
- Anecdote: One morning, coffee in hand, I tried connecting to the Wi-Fi in the breakfast area. It took me about ten minutes, me running around the perimeter like a feral cat avoiding water, until I gave up and switched to my phone's data. It wasn't a major issue, but it was mildly irritating. First World Problems, I guess, but come on, provide the damn Wi-Fi!
Things to Do, Ways to Relax… (aka The Reason We're Here)
- Spa/sauna, Steamroom, Swimming pool, Pool with view… Okay, here's where it gets interesting. The pool with a view was breathtaking. Seriously, I’m talking "Instagram-worthy" sunset. I got my picture.
- Gym/fitness: Standard hotel gym. Treadmills, weights, the usual suspects. I meant to go every day, but… uh… priorities. (Netflix, remember?)
- Massage, Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot bath: Yes. DO IT. The spa was beautiful, and the massage was seriously one of the best I've ever had. I may or may not have snuck a nap in afterward. Judge me. It's what I needed.
- Things to do – Let's see… it's located near some attractions. Which is great, if you're into that. I spent my days, however, doing spa and pool things.
Cleanliness and Safety - Did I Survive?
- Anti-viral cleaning products, Breakfast takeaway service, Cashless payment service, Daily disinfection in common areas, Doctor/nurse on call, First aid kit, Hand sanitizer, Hot water linen and laundry washing, Hygiene certification, Individually-wrapped food options, Physical distancing of at least 1 meter, Professional-grade sanitizing services, Room sanitization opt-out available, Rooms sanitized between stays, Safe dining setup, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items, Shared stationery removed, Staff trained in safety protocol, Sterilizing equipment: Okay, they've thought of everything. Seriously, it felt like they were running an actual hospital. I felt super safe, which is important these days. Also, the individually wrapped muffins at breakfast were… well, they were there. I will not talk about this anymore.
- Anecdote: I watched a cleaning crew meticulously sanitize a table after someone left. They were thorough, I give them that. And the staff? All wearing masks, all very polite, all making me feel like they sincerely cared. No complaints here.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Gastronomic Adventure (or, more honestly, a carb-fueled romp)
A la carte in restaurant, Alternative meal arrangement, Asian cuisine in restaurant, Bar, Bottle of water, Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast service, Buffet in restaurant, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop, Desserts in restaurant, Happy hour, International cuisine in restaurant, Poolside bar, Restaurants, Room service [24-hour], Salad in restaurant, Snack bar, Soup in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western breakfast, Western cuisine in restaurant: This is a big list! I'll try to cover it.
- Breakfast: The buffet was impressive. Everything from bacon to fresh fruit to… those individually wrapped muffins. Again. The coffee, however, was a bit weak. Come on, people! Get the coffee right!
- Dinner: I ate at one of the restaurants. It was delicious. Seriously, the chef clearly knows what they're doing. Service was great.
- Poolside Bar: This was my happy place. Cocktails, snacks, and a gorgeous view. What more could you want?
- Room service: I availed myself of room service once. The food was good, arrived promptly, and the presentation was excellent. All for me and the TV.
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Matter (or Don't)
- Air conditioning in public area: Yes. Thank God.
- Concierge: Helpful, friendly, really knew their stuff. A plus! They fixed my problem (I broke my phone)!!!
- Daily housekeeping, Doorman: Yes. Good service.
- Elevator: Duh. Multiple.
- Dry cleaning, Laundry service, Ironing service: All available. Did not use them. I'm on vacation, not in a fashion show, okay?
- Gift/souvenir shop: It exists. Did not go in.
- Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site]: A parking lot. That's the important part.
- Cash withdrawal, Currency exchange: Useful if needed.
- Food delivery: No issues. Although this is probably unnecessary if I had a room service.
- Luggage storage: The people were great.
- Meeting/banquet facilities, Meetings, On-site event hosting, Seminars: Yes, if you're into all that.
- Wi-Fi for special events: Good!
- Xerox/fax in business center: In this day and age? Okay.
- Rooms sanitized between stays: All good.
For the Kids: (Because Someone Has To…)
- Babysitting service, Family/child friendly, Kids facilities, Kids meal: I don't have kids, so I didn't really pay attention. But there was definitely a general "family-friendly" vibe. No screaming toddlers during breakfast, which is a good sign.
Access/Security: The Boring But Necessary Stuff
- **CCTV in common areas, CCTV outside property, Check-in/out [express], Check-in/out [private], Exterior corridor, Fire extinguisher, Front desk [24-hour], Hotel chain, Non-smoking rooms, Smoke alarms, Front desk [24-hour], Security [24-hour
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your perfectly curated, Instagram-ready itinerary. This is… well, my attempt at making a Disneyland Paris trip actually survivable and maybe, just maybe, enjoyable. And it's all starting from a "Cosy Apartment Near Disneyland Paris" which, let's be honest, probably means "slightly cramped, but hey, the kids won't complain (much)."
Day 1: Arrival of the Chaos (and the French Bread)
- Morning (8:00 AM Paris Time - or whenever the kids decide to riot): Arrive in Paris. Fly in. Pray the luggage arrives with us. Seriously, I'm still traumatized by that RyanAir flight to Italy last year. Passport control? Another adventure. I swear I saw a guy trying to smuggle a baguette. (Note to self: stock up on carbs)
- Morning (9:30 AM): Taxi or Uber to the "Cosy Apartment." The address sounds promising, the reality? TBD. Expecting a struggle with luggage, a brief existential crisis over the size of the fridge, and the obligatory "Where's the Wi-Fi password?!" hunt.
- Morning (10:30 AM): Unpack (sort of). The "neatly folded" clothes are already exploding out of the suitcase, thanks to the kids. Locate the coffee maker. This is a matter of life or death.
- Afternoon (12:00 PM): The first real Parisian meal. (or rather, the closest thing to reality, a deli sandwich). This is an informal meal, because by the time anyone is hungry, no one will want to wear a fancy dress to the restaurant.
- Afternoon (2:00 PM): Nap Time. A crucial window, this one. For everyone. If we can all agree to a solid hour of horizontal stillness, we might just survive the week.
- Late Afternoon (3:00 PM): Grocery run. The true test of a family's resilience. Will the kids scream? Will I forget something vital? Will I accidentally buy, like, ten tubs of crème fraîche? Place your bets. This time it won't be a fancy event, only the basic foods in the supermarket.
- Evening (6:00 PM): Dinner at the apartment. Pizza. Let's not be ambitious on Day 1. Pizza is the universal language of tired travelers.
- Evening (7:30PM): Disney Channel intro. (or perhaps YouTube with the volume down as we watch from a far distance). Early night. Tomorrow: the Beast awaits.
Day 2: Disneyland Paris - The Ride of Our Lives (and Probably Some Tears)
- Morning (7:00 AM - or the moment the kids unleash their inner alarm clocks): Breakfast! Coffee for me, sugar cereal for them. The breakfast of champions (or, you know, the breakfast that will keep them quiet-ish for an hour). Pack lunches. (I'm aiming for sandwiches. Again. The "variety" department isn't my strong suit).
- Morning (8:00 AM): Head to Disneyland Paris. The anticipation! The joy! The crowds! (deep breath) Train or Shuttle? Praying the train runs on time.
- Morning (9:00 AM): Arrive at Disneyland! The magic! The castle! The endless, endless lines. Grab a park map and a fastpass. (If we can figure out how to use them. Are they even still a thing?)
- Morning (9:30 AM - 12:00 PM): Rides, Rides, Rides! Hit the classics first: Peter Pan's Flight (expect tears from your kids), It's a Small World (expect tears from me), and maybe the Tower of Terror if I'm brave. Expect the wait times to fluctuate wildly. Be prepared for meltdowns. Mine included.
- Afternoon (12:00 PM - 1:00 PM): Lunch in the park. Pray for decent food and a relatively clean table. Bonus points if we can find a place with air conditioning.
- Afternoon (1:00 PM - 4:00 PM): Character meet-and-greets! My kids will be ecstatic, or terrified. Probably both. The little monsters. I've never truly understood the appeal of waiting in line for what I hope will be a hug.
- Afternoon (4:00 PM): Take a break and find a place to rest my bum, find a nice coffee (and a pastry!) and enjoy the beautiful scenery.
- Afternoon (5:00 PM): Shopping! The temptation of souvenirs! The sheer volume of plastic tat that somehow ends up in your luggage. Pray for my credit card.
- Evening (6:00 PM - 8:00 PM): Dinner in the park. Or not. Depending on how the day's gone. Maybe we'll just grab some fries on the way out and collapse. Watching the fireworks show, I'll keep the time short since our little ones will be tired.
- Evening (8:00 PM) : Get back to the apartment and enjoy the sunset.
Day 3: Disneyland Part Deux and the Emotional Fallout
- Morning (8:00 AM): Rise and shine! (Okay, maybe not "shine," more like "stumble out of bed.") Breakfast, the usual chaos. Today we're aiming for the less crowded parts of the park. (Is that even a thing?)
- Morning (9:00 AM): Head back to Disneyland. Today's mission: Adventureland and Discoveryland. Rides and the future! And more lines. We'll have to skip a few things since we have little time.
- Morning (10:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Rides, Rides, Rides! Crush's Coaster (if the line's not insane). Buzz Lightyear Laser Blast! Space Mountain. (Me? I'm feeling a bit queasy already).
- Afternoon (12:00 PM): Lunch in the park. We'll try to be more adventurous today. I still wouldn't bet on it.
- Afternoon (1:00 PM - 3:00 PM): More exploring. (Because we're actually going to explore the park, as opposed to staring at the backs of people's heads in line).
- Afternoon (3:00 PM - 5:00 PM): More shopping. I'm making a list, checking it twice, and trying to resist the urge to buy a Mickey Mouse-shaped waffle iron.
- Evening (5:00 PM): Back to the apartment.
- Evening (6:00 PM): Dinner at the apartment. The exhaustion is settling in. Comfort food is key. Cereal, yes?
- Night (7:00 PM): Everyone is asleep.
Day 4: Rest Day (If "Rest" is Even Possible with Kids)
- Morning (9:00 AM): Sleep in! (hahahahaha). Okay, okay, maybe we'll get a slightly later start. Breakfast at the apartment. Low-key.
- Morning (10:00 AM): Explore the area around the apartment. Maybe a playground? A park? A place to just breathe without hearing "Mom! I'm bored!" every five seconds.
- Afternoon (12:00 PM): Lunch at the apartment. More sandwiches.
- Afternoon (1:00 PM): Optional Trip to a shopping mall. Maybe. (I'm already regretting this).
- Afternoon (4:00 PM): Back to the apartment.
- Evening (6:00 PM): Pizza.
- Evening (7:00 PM): Watch movies.
Day 5: Paris! (Or At Least, A Glimpse)
- Morning (8:00 AM): Wake up.
- Morning (9:00 AM): Take a bus to Paris.
- Morning (10:00 AM): Visit the Eiffel Tower.
- Afternoon (12:00 PM): Lunch at a cafe. Maybe try some French food.
- Afternoon (1:00 PM): Visit some museums, if the kids allows.
- Afternoon (4:00 PM): Head back to the apartment.
- Evening (6:00 PM): Dinner.
- Evening (7:00 PM): Sleep!
Day 6: Back to the Magic (and the Madness)
- Morning (8:00 AM): Breakfast.
- Morning (9:00 AM): Back to Disneyland Paris!!!
- Everything else: Follow the same pattern as Day 2.
- Evening (7:00 PM): Sleep?
**Day 7: Au Revoir, France (
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So, what *is* this thing we're even talking about? I'm lost already. Help!
Okay, okay, breathe. Deep breaths. Honestly? I'm still figuring it out too! This whole thing is a wild journey, a rollercoaster, a… a… *insert metaphor that's both accurate and slightly over-the-top*. Essentially, we're talking about… (pause for dramatic effect)… (deep breath)… let's call it "The Great Uncertainty." Yeah, that'll do. The Great Uncertainty. It's everything, it's nothing, it's the feeling you get when you realize your sock drawer is a portal to another dimension filled with lonely, mismatched socks. We're talking about the *process* of figuring it out. The *struggle*. The delicious chaos of it all.
Right, so, super helpful… NOT. But seriously, how do I *begin* to understand this Great Uncertainty?
Oh, baby, that's the million-dollar question, isn't it? Honestly? There's no instruction manual. No neat little box to tick. It's all about the messy, glorious, sometimes terrifying process of… *living*. (Dramatic pause, hand on chest). But if I *had* to offer a starting point... okay, okay, I'll bite. Start small. Like, REALLY small. Maybe, just maybe, look at your coffee cup this morning and *really* look at it. The shape, the aroma, the way it warms your hands. Ask yourself: Why am I drinking this? What does it *mean* to me? (Cue tiny existential crisis). It's baby steps, people!
Okay, I tried the coffee cup thing. Now what? I’m feeling… nothing. Is something wrong with me?
Nothing? Honey, that’s a feeling too! Sometimes, the absence of feeling *is* the feeling. Don't sweat it. It's like that time I tried to meditate and ended up just listening to my stomach rumble for a solid 20 minutes. The Great Uncertainty is full of… not-feelings. Don't *force* it. The trick is to just… be. Observe. Let it wash over you. And maybe, just maybe, grab another coffee. (Or a donut. I'm not judging.) Also, embrace the mundane. I once spent a whole afternoon fascinated by the way my dog chewed on a squeaky toy. Pure joy. And pure Great Uncertainty.
This feels… overwhelming. Am I the only one who feels like I'm constantly drowning?
Oh, sweetie. Absolutely not. Drowning is the *default setting*. I once had a complete meltdown in a supermarket because they were out of my favorite brand of pickles. Pickles! I'm talking full-blown tears, the whole nine yards. People were staring. I wanted to crawl in a hole. We all feel like we're drowning. That's the beauty (and the horror) of it all. Embrace the chaos. The pickle crisis will pass. (Maybe. I'm still bitter.) And when you feel like you're drowning, find a life raft. A friend. A good book. A really, really bad movie. Something to keep your head above the water… even if it’s just for a little while.
What *helps* with dealing with the Great Uncertainty? Is there a secret formula?!
HAHAHAHA! Secret formula? Oh, if only! Okay, here's the deal: There's no one-size-fits-all. But… some things consistently help me. First of all, acknowledging that it's messy. Letting go of the need for perfection. Secondly, and hear me out… finding humor in the absurdity. Laughing at yourself. Laughing at the world. Embracing the mess. It's like, that time I tried to bake a cake and it resembled something a toddler had found in a dumpster. I cried. Then, I laughed. And then, I ate it. And it was… surprisingly delicious. Don't take yourself too seriously. You're gonna fall. You're gonna mess up. Just get back up, dust yourself off, and keep going.
ALSO: Music. Art. Talking to someone who *gets* it. Therapy. A good cry. All valid options. A combination of them? Even better.
What about… relationships? How does this whole "Great Uncertainty" thing play out with *other people*?
Oh, relationships. That's the ultimate Great Uncertainty test, isn't it? It’s a total minefield. One second you’re skipping through fields of daisies, the next you’re face-planting in a ditch. Listen, humans are complex, messy creatures. We're always changing, evolving, and… well, being spectacularly weird. The key? (And this took me *years* to learn) is radical honesty. With yourself, and with the other person. Tell them what you're feeling. Tell them what you *aren't* feeling. Communicate! And be prepared for the rollercoaster. One minute you’re best friends, the next… well, let’s just say a whole bunch of emotions get thrown into the mix.
Okay, so, what if I’m *wrong*? What if my whole understanding of this… thing… is completely off base?
WRONG? Darling, that’s the *point*! You WILL be wrong. Constantly. I've been wrong about practically everything. And you know what? It’s okay! It's even… good! Being wrong means you're growing. You're learning. You're questioning. You're evolving. The world doesn't have a "right" answer. There's no definitive truth. The beauty lies in the *search* for understanding, not the answer itself. I’m convinced I’ve missed entire universes of information because I "thought" I had it all figured out. Now, I embrace the fact that I’m probably wrong. It. Is. Liberating. So, go forth. Be wrong. Learn from it. And laugh your head off along the way.
So… what's the *point*? What am I *supposed* to get out of this whole "Great Uncertainty" adventure?
The point? The point… is there isn't one! (Gasp!) Okay, okay, let me clarify. The Great Uncertainty isn't about achieving a goal. It's about the experience. About being present in the moment. About finding joy in the chaos. It's aboutFind Hotel Now
