Easter Sunday

We woke up to a snowy Easter morning, too cold for the Easter Bunny to have hidden any goodies outside. The kids hunted for treats inside and found chocolate eggs, chocolate Euros and gummi bears.

Then it was time to pack for our big Spring Break trip. The kids have off two weeks and when we read that all kids under 7 are free at Disneyland Paris until April, we figured this was the right time to go. It should be a 5-hour drive and we plan on staying four days.

I had done some research on Disneyland Paris and felt I had to lower our expectations a bit. It is much smaller than Walt Disney World, with only two parks. Some people have complained that it was rundown, the cast members could be rude and cutting in line was rampant. And alas, we would miss the new smoking ban by one week. We were hoping for the best.

When we left Liederbach, it was cold and the ground was covered in snow. We drove through beautiful mountainous areas that looked like a Christmas card and then blinked, the snow was gone and we entered France. You cross the border and all signs are in French. No transition period in either Germany or France where the signs are in both languages.

Suddenly, the responsibility of dealing with people and reading signs was with me. This whole time we have counted on David to do the translating, but now it would be my turn. The pressure was on and I found that my brain had to work to separate German from French when I was searching for words and phrases.

We drove through beautiful countryside and made it to the outskirts of Paris where we spent the night in a hotel and planned to get up first thing in the morning to hit one of the Disney parks.