Hmmm, so my bouldering day was damp, cold and cloudy.... My sightseeing day was sunny and clear (still freezing), damn. Ahh well, I got to see the one attraction I missed last time I was in Paris... The catacombs, thats my kind of attraction.
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| Creepy dark corridors |
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| Bones, arranged artistically of course... This is Paris after all |
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| More bones |
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| I saw a ghost! It was me, taking a photo. Crazy |
So after touching the bones (forbidden!) I neglected the basic hygene of washing my hands and had a chocolaite pain and an espresso. Gross. However back to the catacombs, it was awesome, boggles the mind the number of skeletons down there, and all the passageways, like a mazem and they just let you wander around unescorted down there. I could've taken a skull or something, made a paper weight... I could just imagine Australian quarantine shitting themselves....
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| The view from Sacre Coeur |
So, to finish of this Euro adventure I though I'd sit up on the hill, just below Sacre Coeur and watch the sunset, ahh how peaceful, and a nice opportunity to reflect on how wonderful this trip has been and how lucky I am to have such opportunities.
On a final note, the french patisseries and boulangeries got me, I tried everything, twice... Someone put me on a diet!
Time for my epic three day journey home, thanks for following!
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