We travelled all the way from Manchester down to Dover without revealing our secret. We crossed The Channel at 3:30am and drove them all the way to the hotel without even the tiniest glimmer of suspicion. As far as they were concerned they were simply going to France to practice what they had been learning at school.
It wasn’t until we got to the hotel that we told them.
“You want to know the real reason we’ve come to France? We are going to DISNEYLAND!!”
And what a time we had. There were rides, characters to meet and shows galore. And the kids had the time of their lives.
Which is probably just as well, cause I can’t see me making that journey again by car EVER. Top tip for you, if you’re travelling from the north of England DO NOT DRIVE. Especially if you are the sole driver. It took me a week to recover.
Still, it was worth it for this kind of reaction.