Today is the day we've all been waiting for! I am absolutely brimming with excitement because I've imagined this trip countless times in my mind. Every single detail has been meticulously planned, and I am beyond thrilled to dive into the enchanting world of Disneyland Paris and make unforgettable memories in the stunning city of Paris. Our itinerary is jam-packed with incredible experiences, from visiting the iconic Eiffel Tower to a festive Christmas tour, a delightful City tour on the BigBus Tours, an enlightening history tour at the Louvre Museum, and a surprise activity orchestrated by my amazing boyfriend. Needless to say, we are more than prepared to embark on this extraordinary adventure!

The Airport

We got to Frankfurt Airport super early, but checking in with Lufthansa was a piece of cake, smoother than spreading butter on warm toast! Their luggage gadgets were like something out of a sci-fi movie - just a few taps and voilà! Your boarding pass and luggage tag appear like magic! Going through TSA was like a wild ride! It felt like an adventure trekking through a scorching sauna. Picture the thrill of running a marathon in a heatwave - that's the kind of excitement we're talking about! And oh, the timeless TSA pat-down experience - feeling like you're melting while they somehow know you're craving a fan and a cold drink. But hey, it's all part of the crazy fun and makes for a great story to tell later, right? I enjoy getting to know TSA agents on a personal level! And who can resist the thrill of watching everyone's bags go through the X-ray machine? The brilliant move to rescan all the bags just added to our airport escapade, giving us an extra hour to soak it all in. Pure bliss, am I right?

After a thrilling adventure through the Airport, we stumble upon our gate tucked away in the most charming corner of the terminal! It's the perfect moment to treat ourselves to a heavenly cappuccino and bask in an extra hour of excitement and serenity. Get ready for an unforgettable experience ahead!

Let's Board

It's time to board! We excitedly join the line, which feels more like a chaotic parade than anything else. After navigating through the commotion, we finally settle into our seats, ready for takeoff. But wait, plot twist! Turns out, we've been bamboozled. We get to lounge in the aircraft for another 45 minutes. The reason? A mystery to all, but hey, we’re treated to a tiny piece of chocolate and a chance to visit the restroom. Ah, the exhilarating joys of air travel!

At last, we start to move! I pop a Dramamine, get all cozy by the window, and settle in for a little nappy-nap. I wake up just moments before we are about to descend and glance over at my boyfriend, who is still passed out in the most uncomfortable-looking position. Sitting straight up, head facing down, and fast asleep. All I can ever think of is this poor man’s neck. Seriously, who else sleeps like this?!

Charles De Gaulle Airport

After landing, we embarked on a quest to find the baggage claim. We diligently followed every sign, but all we encountered was the irresistible aroma of freshly brewed coffee and warm bread.

The sight of those flaky croissants triggered a déjà vu of every croissant I’ve ever seen on TV and dreamed about. And to think, we’re still in the airport! They all beckoned to us with their buttery goodness, but alas, time was not on our side. No time to indulge in heavenly pastries, much to our dismay!

We finally find the baggage claim area—a colossal space packed with countless conveyor belts and bustling crowds. We wait... and wait... AND WAIT! But hey, it’s only an hour; who’s in a rush anyway?! I guess I should have packed those heavenly pastries.

Once we finally tracked down our luggage, we were all set to make our grand escape from this colossal airport. Confidently following the signs to the main floor, we thought it would be a piece of cake. Oh, how wrong we were! The challenge wasn’t so much finding the exit as it was locating the elusive Uber pickup spot. Sure, the Uber app had pictures, but the signs in the airport, the app images, and the designated meeting point were all playing a game of “spot the difference.” After a good 30 minutes of hunting, did we eventually stumble upon it? Absolutely. Did I have a minor existential crisis in the process? You bet.

Our Uber driver, a delightful Frenchman, took us on a jazz-infused journey from the airport to our hotel, serenading us with his music. It was almost like being chauffeured around in a mobile jazz club!

The Drive

The drive to our hotel was…underwhelming. It was cold, gray and cloudy outside. What I was expecting of France, well this was not it. It felt run-down and very color-less. But we were on the highway, I never expect to see anything too amazing from the highway. Do you?

Our hour-long drive from the airport to our hotel felt like forever. Passing through all the traffic and underpasses. However, we finally merged off the highway and went down several quint roads with restaurants and shops lined along them. I’m watching the Uber app maps with anticipation of what the hotel may “actually” look like. We stop at a light, turn left, and to our right is the hotel, Jardins Des Mademoiselle. I think, “Wow, it looks like the pictures! Thank goodness!”

It’s nestled between some other buildings. The hotel’s name is prominently displayed on the top of the black-and-white building. There are fairy lights around the huge windows, which add an attractive touch and shine. The surrounding area didn’t look great, but not rough either. It was quiet and calm.

Hotel - Jardins Des Mademoiselle

We were greeted by the two women at the front desk, who were very friendly. We checked in and headed up the elevator. Our level only had two rooms, giving us a sense of exclusivity. We opened the door, and the first thing we saw was a HUGE bed! The sheets were perfectly made, with chocolates on each side and to top it off, a heavenly skylight beamed above. The bathroom was equipped with all the bells and whistles, including a towel warmer.

And let’s not forget the complimentary champagne and a cute little mini bar. But the cherry on top was what awaited us behind the balcony’s curtains. I couldn’t contain my excitement, I practically lunged for the curtains, swung them open, flung the door ajar, and beheld the magnificent skyline. Standing tall above the rest, the Eiffel Tower made its grand appearance. It was one of those “pinch me, I’m dreaming” moments. I basked in the glory and then came to my senses, realizing we had a Christmas tour to catch.