We're away on a weekend mini-break to Disneyland Paris in the highest temperatures to hit Paris so far this year.
The friggin' canicule has arrived. Why NOW?! We had crap weather in Paris all summer until a couple of weeks ago (when we had already left for sunnier shores). So now, the one weekend when we just needed it to be pleasant, what with standing in lines and so on... ugh.
Well, I'm hoping the happiest place on earth will still make me happy with 90-degree temperatures. Don't get me wrong, I love Disney. I just hate the heat. Hence the advance whining.
If you don't hear from me again, it means I most likely expired on the It's a Small World ride. And if THAT isn't like dying and going straight to hell, I don't know what is.
And because I want to share my own personal hell with you, here you go. Now that song (and it's in French) will be stuck in YOUR head all day, too.
You're welcome.
