After a week of rain, finally a sunny Sunday. And where my son wants to go? Down, underneath the ground, to visit the Catacombes of Paris. And so be it. Let's go 130 steps down, let's forget about the warm temperature and the sunlight...What a spectacular place! We spent 45 minutes in the dark, in long abandoned stone quarries transformed in a municipal Ossuary. Long corridors (1.2 miles) lined with "walls" made of ancient Parisian bones...what a site! I expected Josh to be somehow scared, on the contrary, he was fascinated by the place. But other kids, younger, were not as comfortable as him and we could hear them cry.
Of course I wouldn't come here all alone, but apparently someone does: in fact the guide told us that there's a special Squad in the Police Department that spends nights rescuing adolescents lost in the galleries (it's part of an "initiation ceremony"). And that's not all, apparently in the past someone organized a concert (guess the music? ) in one of the galleries!
Coming out, this was Josh's comment:"Mom, can I have an ice-cream bone?". No comment!
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