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I like Paris Six Feet Under

M and I spent 12 Euros on eachother for one of our Christmas gifts- round trip tickets to Paris with HLX. It was a deal we couldn't pass up. We flew in Thursday night and flew out Saturday morning so we had the whole of Friday to explore the city together. We stayed with a friends cousin and her boyfriend (the cousin's boyfriend, not the friend's boyfriend because the friend is a boy and he would probably have a girlfriend before he would have a boyfriend). They lived near a famous cemetary so we decided to stop there. It supposedly hosts the bodies of some famous folk like Modigliani, Jim Morrison, Oscar Wilde, We ended up staying for over 2 hours peeking into all the private houselike grave sites and searching out some specific graves.

We found Jim Morrison's grave and I took some photos. It seemed a little anti-climactic considering all the hype with the Doors and all. Lots of cigarette butts and who knows what thrown on his grave. I felt a little funny taking photos of his grave- I mean he probably got sick of people taking photos of him when he was alive and then people like me come to his grave and are still shooting photos. Oscar Wilde's grave is the photo below with the sculpture of the angel with all the kisses all over it. Rumor has it that the genitals on the sculpture were removed because they were too crude and were then used as a paperweight in the directors office.

We didn't mean for our trip to be so post-mortem, but post- lunch, we headed to the catacombs. It was 1.6Km underground passage way that eventually lead to a graveyard in the raw- the walls consist of bones and skulls of bodies that were taken down after a rampid disease spread through the city. The guy we stayed with and told us that the local kids in Paris will sneek down into the catacombs after hours. If I had grown up Parisian, I think an illigal trip down there would have been in my history.

 

 

 

After that we headed to the Louvre where I guess we saw artwork made by some of the bones we had passed by earlier. It all just came round circle. Just like this funny little life we have.