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Representing a pair of Mickey Mouse-esque hands each, me and three mates; Jamie, Rich and Andy were strolling through the wonder that is Disneyland Paris on a fine February afternoon. Fresh from buying our fancy new handware we were in a fantastic mood, running around like the kids on TV, laughing, joking and having a great time. When we saw a character, we'd stop to pose for a quick photo and move on. Thanks to a high ratio of visitors over Disney characters, there was always a big crowd surrounding each one. No problem. We just walked behind them, struck a pose and moved on before they even had the chance to say fromage. But wearing a large pair of hands makes it all the more tempting to give them a quick tap on the head to enhance the Kodak moment and remembering the reactions from last year when a French woman repeatedly shouted "Do not touch the nose", we couldn't resist.
So on we travelled meeting many childhood favourites along the way, always stopping for a tap and a photo. Then we ventured into The Lion King Carnival. Mufassa and Timon were there, again surrounded by children and their parents. Again we strolled into shot and took a snap. While approaching Timon, I got a sudden urge to give his tail a quick pull then moved out of the way to stand with Jamie and Andy. We watched as Rich harmlessly tapped Timon's head. Suddenly he swung around and pushed Rich’s head in retaliation. We thought he was kidding around, I mean it's Disneyland. He shook his finger and we were still under the impression that he was playing around. Then he started pushing again. A Disneyland employee (or cast member as they're referred as) who was watching over the characters came and explained to Rich that it hurts when the heads are knocked as apparently they're quite constricted inside. As she was saying his, Rich tapped Timon again. That was it, the mire cat snapped, it grabbed Rich’s arm and started running around, dragging him with him. He went and got Muffassa, while talking to him a random guy who had been watching came up from behind and tapped Timon on the head. Timon released his grip ad chased after this guy. It was a real aggressive event, but was unbelievably funny as this poor person was in a Timon costume which gave them a very humorous comedy run. After he stopped chasing the guy, he and Muffassa ran of and went inside this building. The staff member from early kept saying "Problem" then she ran off two and joined them.
We walked on, laughing about what we had just seen (which we also have photos of) and went on the Indiana Jones Ride. We were just leaving the area after going on the ride, when two security guards approached us. They had obviously recognised us from the ridiculous gloves we were wearing. They checked our passes and informed us that any more trouble and we're out. Although this took a fair while as they spoke little to no English. We went and got a drink then continued on to Thunder Mountain. We had a Fast Pass ticket to get on at a certain time, when we went up to redeem it the lady overseeing the que told us to wait a minute. I took this as a perfect opportunity to use the nearby toilet facilities. As I came back towards the queue, I saw two familiar faces. The security guards were back again. They said we had to go and apologise to the person inside the Timon costume, who was apparently a young Italian woman. Fair enough we said, especially if it's a lady and she was apparently crying. We're not mean people, we just wanted a good time so we went with them to say sorry.
They took us behind a gate saying Staff only. Now I don't know if you've been to Disneyland, but if you have you'll know exactly what the atmosphere is like and that everywhere you go theirs music playing to correspond with your mood. Well as soon as you pass this gate, the magic dies. The music stops, average boring buildings replace the cartoonie yet extravagant ones that you grow used to seeing and staff are walking around out of character. We were sat on a bench and told to wait, while more security guards came all the time. By the time we were asked to move on, we had accumulated a total of 8 security personnel. We also met the manager of Disneyland, a greasy, smug looking geezer, who had know respect for us or what we had to say. He told us to follow him and he lead us through a corridor of windows looking into staff and training rooms. We went through a door and suddenly we were back in the magic. We'd ended up in the reception of one of the hotels. We were taken to the side of the reception, where there was a smaller room attached. It contained a table, chair and a phone. We had to wait in there with a security guard while they got the person in charge of The Study Experience (who organised our trip) to come and speak to us. Have you ever seen the Itchy And Scratchy Land episode of The Simpsons? Our experience was kind of like that. Anyway the guy came along and we heard him talking to the manager outside. He told him that we had "Been kicking and spitting on characters all day". Needless to say, this made us angry. The guy came in and calmed us down a little. I saw him as our aterny. He discussed the situation with us and negotiated with management and security. Eventually they agreed we had to leave (by this time, we wanted to go anyway) and security escorted us right up to the magical entrance gates of Disneyland.
It was a strange day but hey I can't think of many cooler places to be kicked out of than Disneyland. Needless to say, we went out and got very, very drunk that night.
So on we travelled meeting many childhood favourites along the way, always stopping for a tap and a photo. Then we ventured into The Lion King Carnival. Mufassa and Timon were there, again surrounded by children and their parents. Again we strolled into shot and took a snap. While approaching Timon, I got a sudden urge to give his tail a quick pull then moved out of the way to stand with Jamie and Andy. We watched as Rich harmlessly tapped Timon's head. Suddenly he swung around and pushed Rich’s head in retaliation. We thought he was kidding around, I mean it's Disneyland. He shook his finger and we were still under the impression that he was playing around. Then he started pushing again. A Disneyland employee (or cast member as they're referred as) who was watching over the characters came and explained to Rich that it hurts when the heads are knocked as apparently they're quite constricted inside. As she was saying his, Rich tapped Timon again. That was it, the mire cat snapped, it grabbed Rich’s arm and started running around, dragging him with him. He went and got Muffassa, while talking to him a random guy who had been watching came up from behind and tapped Timon on the head. Timon released his grip ad chased after this guy. It was a real aggressive event, but was unbelievably funny as this poor person was in a Timon costume which gave them a very humorous comedy run. After he stopped chasing the guy, he and Muffassa ran of and went inside this building. The staff member from early kept saying "Problem" then she ran off two and joined them.
We walked on, laughing about what we had just seen (which we also have photos of) and went on the Indiana Jones Ride. We were just leaving the area after going on the ride, when two security guards approached us. They had obviously recognised us from the ridiculous gloves we were wearing. They checked our passes and informed us that any more trouble and we're out. Although this took a fair while as they spoke little to no English. We went and got a drink then continued on to Thunder Mountain. We had a Fast Pass ticket to get on at a certain time, when we went up to redeem it the lady overseeing the que told us to wait a minute. I took this as a perfect opportunity to use the nearby toilet facilities. As I came back towards the queue, I saw two familiar faces. The security guards were back again. They said we had to go and apologise to the person inside the Timon costume, who was apparently a young Italian woman. Fair enough we said, especially if it's a lady and she was apparently crying. We're not mean people, we just wanted a good time so we went with them to say sorry.
They took us behind a gate saying Staff only. Now I don't know if you've been to Disneyland, but if you have you'll know exactly what the atmosphere is like and that everywhere you go theirs music playing to correspond with your mood. Well as soon as you pass this gate, the magic dies. The music stops, average boring buildings replace the cartoonie yet extravagant ones that you grow used to seeing and staff are walking around out of character. We were sat on a bench and told to wait, while more security guards came all the time. By the time we were asked to move on, we had accumulated a total of 8 security personnel. We also met the manager of Disneyland, a greasy, smug looking geezer, who had know respect for us or what we had to say. He told us to follow him and he lead us through a corridor of windows looking into staff and training rooms. We went through a door and suddenly we were back in the magic. We'd ended up in the reception of one of the hotels. We were taken to the side of the reception, where there was a smaller room attached. It contained a table, chair and a phone. We had to wait in there with a security guard while they got the person in charge of The Study Experience (who organised our trip) to come and speak to us. Have you ever seen the Itchy And Scratchy Land episode of The Simpsons? Our experience was kind of like that. Anyway the guy came along and we heard him talking to the manager outside. He told him that we had "Been kicking and spitting on characters all day". Needless to say, this made us angry. The guy came in and calmed us down a little. I saw him as our aterny. He discussed the situation with us and negotiated with management and security. Eventually they agreed we had to leave (by this time, we wanted to go anyway) and security escorted us right up to the magical entrance gates of Disneyland.
It was a strange day but hey I can't think of many cooler places to be kicked out of than Disneyland. Needless to say, we went out and got very, very drunk that night.
No that wasn't the best at all, that was just one event that happened over the three days we were there.
So you went all the way to Disneyland Paris and the best you could think of was to harass costumed staff? Are you in a "special" school???
Please excuse the occasional little mistakes in that piece...
Representing a pair of Mickey Mouse-esque hands each, me and three mates; Jamie, Rich and Andy were strolling through the wonder that is Disneyland Paris on a fine February afternoon. Fresh from buying our fancy new handware we were in a fantastic mood, running around like the kids on TV, laughing, joking and having a great time. When we saw a character, we'd stop to pose for a quick photo and move on. Thanks to a high ratio of visitors over Disney characters, there was always a big crowd surrounding each one. No problem. We just walked behind them, struck a pose and moved on before they even had the chance to say fromage. But wearing a large pair of hands makes it all the more tempting to give them a quick tap on the head to enhance the Kodak moment and remembering the reactions from last year when a French woman repeatedly shouted "Do not touch the nose", we couldn't resist.
So on we travelled meeting many childhood favourites along the way, always stopping for a tap and a photo. Then we ventured into The Lion King Carnival. Mufassa and Timon were there, again surrounded by children and their parents. Again we strolled into shot and took a snap. While approaching Timon, I got a sudden urge to give his tail a quick pull then moved out of the way to stand with Jamie and Andy. We watched as Rich harmlessly tapped Timon's head. Suddenly he swung around and pushed Rich’s head in retaliation. We thought he was kidding around, I mean it's Disneyland. He shook his finger and we were still under the impression that he was playing around. Then he started pushing again. A Disneyland employee (or cast member as they're referred as) who was watching over the characters came and explained to Rich that it hurts when the heads are knocked as apparently they're quite constricted inside. As she was saying his, Rich tapped Timon again. That was it, the mire cat snapped, it grabbed Rich’s arm and started running around, dragging him with him. He went and got Muffassa, while talking to him a random guy who had been watching came up from behind and tapped Timon on the head. Timon released his grip ad chased after this guy. It was a real aggressive event, but was unbelievably funny as this poor person was in a Timon costume which gave them a very humorous comedy run. After he stopped chasing the guy, he and Muffassa ran of and went inside this building. The staff member from early kept saying "Problem" then she ran off two and joined them.
We walked on, laughing about what we had just seen (which we also have photos of) and went on the Indiana Jones Ride. We were just leaving the area after going on the ride, when two security guards approached us. They had obviously recognised us from the ridiculous gloves we were wearing. They checked our passes and informed us that any more trouble and we're out. Although this took a fair while as they spoke little to no English. We went and got a drink then continued on to Thunder Mountain. We had a Fast Pass ticket to get on at a certain time, when we went up to redeem it the lady overseeing the que told us to wait a minute. I took this as a perfect opportunity to use the nearby toilet facilities. As I came back towards the queue, I saw two familiar faces. The security guards were back again. They said we had to go and apologise to the person inside the Timon costume, who was apparently a young Italian woman. Fair enough we said, especially if it's a lady and she was apparently crying. We're not mean people, we just wanted a good time so we went with them to say sorry.
They took us behind a gate saying Staff only. Now I don't know if you've been to Disneyland, but if you have you'll know exactly what the atmosphere is like and that everywhere you go theirs music playing to correspond with your mood. Well as soon as you pass this gate, the magic dies. The music stops, average boring buildings replace the cartoonie yet extravagant ones that you grow used to seeing and staff are walking around out of character. We were sat on a bench and told to wait, while more security guards came all the time. By the time we were asked to move on, we had accumulated a total of 8 security personnel. We also met the manager of Disneyland, a greasy, smug looking geezer, who had know respect for us or what we had to say. He told us to follow him and he lead us through a corridor of windows looking into staff and training rooms. We went through a door and suddenly we were back in the magic. We'd ended up in the reception of one of the hotels. We were taken to the side of the reception, where there was a smaller room attached. It contained a table, chair and a phone. We had to wait in there with a security guard while they got the person in charge of The Study Experience (who organised our trip) to come and speak to us. Have you ever seen the Itchy And Scratchy Land episode of The Simpsons? Our experience was kind of like that. Anyway the guy came along and we heard him talking to the manager outside. He told him that we had "Been kicking and spitting on characters all day". Needless to say, this made us angry. The guy came in and calmed us down a little. I saw him as our aterny. He discussed the situation with us and negotiated with management and security. Eventually they agreed we had to leave (by this time, we wanted to go anyway) and security escorted us right up to the magical entrance gates of Disneyland.
It was a strange day but hey I can't think of many cooler places to be kicked out of than Disneyland. Needless to say, we went out and got very, very drunk that night.
So on we travelled meeting many childhood favourites along the way, always stopping for a tap and a photo. Then we ventured into The Lion King Carnival. Mufassa and Timon were there, again surrounded by children and their parents. Again we strolled into shot and took a snap. While approaching Timon, I got a sudden urge to give his tail a quick pull then moved out of the way to stand with Jamie and Andy. We watched as Rich harmlessly tapped Timon's head. Suddenly he swung around and pushed Rich’s head in retaliation. We thought he was kidding around, I mean it's Disneyland. He shook his finger and we were still under the impression that he was playing around. Then he started pushing again. A Disneyland employee (or cast member as they're referred as) who was watching over the characters came and explained to Rich that it hurts when the heads are knocked as apparently they're quite constricted inside. As she was saying his, Rich tapped Timon again. That was it, the mire cat snapped, it grabbed Rich’s arm and started running around, dragging him with him. He went and got Muffassa, while talking to him a random guy who had been watching came up from behind and tapped Timon on the head. Timon released his grip ad chased after this guy. It was a real aggressive event, but was unbelievably funny as this poor person was in a Timon costume which gave them a very humorous comedy run. After he stopped chasing the guy, he and Muffassa ran of and went inside this building. The staff member from early kept saying "Problem" then she ran off two and joined them.
We walked on, laughing about what we had just seen (which we also have photos of) and went on the Indiana Jones Ride. We were just leaving the area after going on the ride, when two security guards approached us. They had obviously recognised us from the ridiculous gloves we were wearing. They checked our passes and informed us that any more trouble and we're out. Although this took a fair while as they spoke little to no English. We went and got a drink then continued on to Thunder Mountain. We had a Fast Pass ticket to get on at a certain time, when we went up to redeem it the lady overseeing the que told us to wait a minute. I took this as a perfect opportunity to use the nearby toilet facilities. As I came back towards the queue, I saw two familiar faces. The security guards were back again. They said we had to go and apologise to the person inside the Timon costume, who was apparently a young Italian woman. Fair enough we said, especially if it's a lady and she was apparently crying. We're not mean people, we just wanted a good time so we went with them to say sorry.
They took us behind a gate saying Staff only. Now I don't know if you've been to Disneyland, but if you have you'll know exactly what the atmosphere is like and that everywhere you go theirs music playing to correspond with your mood. Well as soon as you pass this gate, the magic dies. The music stops, average boring buildings replace the cartoonie yet extravagant ones that you grow used to seeing and staff are walking around out of character. We were sat on a bench and told to wait, while more security guards came all the time. By the time we were asked to move on, we had accumulated a total of 8 security personnel. We also met the manager of Disneyland, a greasy, smug looking geezer, who had know respect for us or what we had to say. He told us to follow him and he lead us through a corridor of windows looking into staff and training rooms. We went through a door and suddenly we were back in the magic. We'd ended up in the reception of one of the hotels. We were taken to the side of the reception, where there was a smaller room attached. It contained a table, chair and a phone. We had to wait in there with a security guard while they got the person in charge of The Study Experience (who organised our trip) to come and speak to us. Have you ever seen the Itchy And Scratchy Land episode of The Simpsons? Our experience was kind of like that. Anyway the guy came along and we heard him talking to the manager outside. He told him that we had "Been kicking and spitting on characters all day". Needless to say, this made us angry. The guy came in and calmed us down a little. I saw him as our aterny. He discussed the situation with us and negotiated with management and security. Eventually they agreed we had to leave (by this time, we wanted to go anyway) and security escorted us right up to the magical entrance gates of Disneyland.
It was a strange day but hey I can't think of many cooler places to be kicked out of than Disneyland. Needless to say, we went out and got very, very drunk that night.