(This is part two of my Disneyland Paris Adventure, if you haven’t read part 1 yet you’re starting in the wrong place!)
So then, off we ran to Big Thunder Mountain for our Fastpass slot… or possibly Slowpass as we still had to wait about 25 minutes to get on the ride. Totally worth it! Even if you’ve already done this ride in Magic Kingdom, Orlando I really really really recommend you try this one too. It’s bigger, faster and even goes underground and onto its own little island (keep your head down or risk waking the bats!). I could have gone on this ride multiples times but with only a 2 day park ticket we had to make some sacrifices, so it was time to try something bigger.
Now seems like an appropriate time to mention how much my boyfriend (Nathan) hates big rides, specifically those with loops or extreme heights. Well… some sort of magic must have happened on Big Thunder as he suggested we try out Indiana Jones and The Temple of Peril, I think my jaw nearly hit the floor. The queue wait was a quick 5 minutes and by the time we had made it through and sat in the seats my fella was absolutely white with fear, but feeling safe in the fact he had a shoulder harness to cling to. India Jones is a really quick ride and is over pretty fast so if you’re not sure whether you like large roller coasters I’d say this is a good place to start, especially for us as the minute we got off Nathan asked if we could go again!! Fear conquered, woohoo.
We took a break from rides for a while to mooch around the shops, taking a stroll over Adventure Isle and getting completely lost in the caves and along the winding pathways. If you’re evil like me you’ll get a great laugh out of jumping on the long wooden bridge and watching your other half crumple to the ground (maybe I’m a Disney villain after all).
Once i’d scraped him back into one piece we wandered around the dimly lit corridors of Le Passage Enchanté d’Aladdin, stopping to look at the miniature scenes and their tiny details before swooning over some jungle inspired merchandise in a nearby shop. It was about 11:30am by this time and that means cake, so we happily skipped back over to Main Street to grab a muffin and a cup of tea at the Cable Car Bake Shop. Tea grew to quickly be our best friend while in the parks.