The Sister Adventures...part 1

Liesl and I have just returned from a wonderful 3 week adventure , which I am again going to have to blog about in pieces! As this was her first visit to Europe, Liesl insisted that we visit Paris. Of course I was only to happy to acquiesce to that request! Paris is truly a lovely city. And I am not a city loving girl! But once again, I was completely charmed by it and easily managed to find wonderful things to see and do for the full 5 days we spent there.

The trip did not have the easiest of beginnings for poor Lies though. She came over following a 6 month stint working in Kentucky at a horse hospital there. She had a hell of a time getting out of the USA and lost her luggage along the twisted mad dashing route from Lexington to Bergen. This was made complicated by her arriving in Bergen late on Friday and us scheduled to fly to Paris early the next morning. This meant that she had no stuff and could not dump all the things she meant to leave in Bergen while we backpacked around. Fortunately we got it in Paris eventually. Unfortunately we had to drag a huge amount of unnecessary shit around for the rest of the trip. Fortunately, much of the unnecessary shit turned out to be useful...especially the bottles of booze, the sewing kit and the nail polish remover!

We began our stay in Paris with a stroll along the street market by our hotel and coffee and lunch in a cafe. Then we headed for the Catacombes. Spooky.

You descend straight down into unbelieveably long tunnels under the city. All stacked with the bones of formerlly living breathing people just like you and me. Kilometers of them. Arranged from floor to ceiling. Bones. Human bones. Human bones beautifully arranged in tunnels under the city. A city seething with living breathing people that will end up as bones. Bones like the thousands of others you see. Bones of people just like you and me.

It was a rather intense and very interesting experience.

Surprisingly there were loads of other living breathing people just like you and me that also wanted to see the catacombes that day. We lined up for over an hour to get in. We lined up to see skeletons. We lined up with hundreds of other people to see skeletons that day. Strange?

True.
xxx