Best city in the world
17.10.2012 - 17.10.2012
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Our last day in Paris and we are both really going to miss this city. It was an early day because we wanted to hit up a number of sites before leaving for London the following morning. Elida's fascination with the macabre led us to the Les Catacombs, something I had strong mixed feelings about. Death + close quarters + drippy ceiling + giant me = sounds great! Then this happens ...
Yup closed due to lack of ventilation. Nothing like suffocating next to an endless pile of bones. We still needed our fix of death so we headed to the famous Parisian cemetery Pere Lachaissez, where a number of notables are buried included Oscar Wilde and of course, Jim Morrison. It's an above ground burial site, with large tombs and very limited space. In some cases, family members were buried on top of each other. OH! and get this! You (or your family) actually rents the space. If you don't pay up after 15 or 30 years, you get exhumed and placed in an archived box in a building nearby. Youch! We strolled through the grounds on that rainy day and I have to admit that it was really peaceful. We met up with some Brits looked for specific graves, and had a good scavenger hunt with them.
Off to the Sacre Couer next, a recent addition to Paris skyline. It's a church that sits on a small mount practically in the middle of the city, with a huge number of steps to get up to it. On our way it started pouring rain, so we ducked into a pizza joint for some food and our now customary bottle of wine. Just before heading up, we noticed the time ... and the steps ... and the large number of tourist loving parasites giving out free friendship bracelets for 5 euro ... and skipped it in favor of the Musee d'Orsay.
The Louvre's collection ends at 1834 and that's where this museum picks up. It has an amazing amount of Impressionist masterpieces, including Monet's Waterlilies, Manet's Luncheon (with prostitutes), and Renoir's Bal du moulin de la Galette. I personally wasn't a fan of this era of art, but after getting up close I finally appreciated why it's so loved. Incredible stuff. And the museum is in a converted train station ... neato pants!
We ended with a wonderful dinner and a final view of the Eiffel at night. You really have to try hard not to feel the romance of this city.