Return to Paris - Catacombs

Yes folks, we are back in Paris again. Well, not really back in Paris, but I thought maybe I should try updating the blog now that summer is almost over. According to my parents, as far as they are concerned, we still haven't left Paris, so I thought I had better go back and finish up our trip!If you go backto the last post about Ian, you may remember that we were waiting in line to enter the Catacombs. We made in not not very many minutes before the entrance closed.
The catacombs is a place where they took the disinterred bones of many, if not most of Paris' dead in a time when they wanted more ground to build homes and businesses. If you want to know more, wikipedia has a pretty good article about them.
In a few places, people even made elaborate carvings. These were done by refugees who tried to hide in the catacombs during the French Revolution.


All of the bones are arranged by the cemeteries from whence they came, very carefully palce, as far as we can tell. When you leave the catacombs, they inspect your backpacks. Before we left they had taken away a skull that someone had tried to sneek out. Gross. and sad. Ian did really great underground. The way was well lit and he wasn't too creeped out by all the bones. We had a good talk about why they were there and about respecting them. The way was much longer than we ever thought it would be.