How can a marriage survive between a Disney geek and someone who shudders at the thought of theme parks? Occasional trips to Paris, bien sur, as I discussed in a recent Jentasmic! column at Studios Central (which went to press as I was strolling the streets of Bayeux, France).
I know it’s entirely unfair of me to keep my family hostage to my Disney obsession. My husband is similarly obsessed with Mongolia, but you don’t see him bringing home fermented mare’s milk or wooden saddles to try to entice me to book a trip (perhaps because he doubts it would work). He celebrated my fortieth birthday with me at the Blue Bayou at Disneyland Anaheim, and never insisted I promise to celebrate his fiftieth in a yurt.
Speaking of my long-suffering spouse….while I haven’t chimed in on the Disney Marvel purchase, he has done so over at Collateral Damage.
And yes, trip reports from Disneyland Paris are forthcoming. I promise.