

Paris, France
Decided to stay in Paris another night, as I couldn't actually do anything yesterday, including booking a bus. And as the woman at the train station wanted 195 euros for a train ticket, that is the only option. I don't even like Paris.
Went to the Catacombs, an eerie place, piles of bones stacked up high, in corridor after corridor of old mining tunnels. It took them two years just to move all the bones in, bringing them by the cart load from the cemetary of ...