Day 8

Up early again this morning, Metro from Opera to tranfer at Reaumur Seastopol, to Defert Rochereau. We wanted to arrive at The Catacombs before they opened to avoid the crowds. Apparently so did everyone else.

Here is a map of the entrance (entree) and exit (sortie) to the Catacombs and the streets above.

Another long line all the way around the park. Kendra is a trooper. It was a beautiful morning, but we had read that it was damp and about 55 degrees down in the catacombs so we wore pants and jackets. We were comfortable.

"Yippee, we're in the Catacombs"

"Halt, this is the Empire of the Dead"

Each cemetary where the bones were exumed is marked pretty clearly.

 Yup. Bones.

 And bones. (6 million body's worth down here).

Back on the Metro to Opera, to the hotel to change into warmer weather clothes.

And Lunch. Back to Entre Act. Unfortunately no room outside, so we sat inside, upstairs where the menu is different (and a whole lot more expensive). We really just wanted sandwiches. Oh well.

Back on the Metro at Opera, transfer at Madeleine and off at Abbesses to Montmartre. And, our Metro pass worked for the vernicular, phew.

 Definately the least clear day of the week. But the view was pretty amazing.

Kendra with some prints.

Seafood.



And a bakery.

 Walking downhill.

The Metro Station.

Moulin Rouge.

Some pretty cakes. I wondered, were the cakes, cookies and candies especially pretty this week because of Eastter or did they always look like this?

I had been watching the sky and it sure looked like a storm was rolling in. Jeff really wanted to head back down to the Louvre, but we got back on the Metro Blanche, to Pigalle, to Madeleine, to Opera. When we arrived at Opera, it was pouring rain. The first rain we had seen all week. We ran the 1 short block to our hotel room, changed back into warmer clothes, and the rain had stopped. That was all the rain we had seen all week. 


Back in the Metro at Opera and off at Ecole Militaire to visit Rue Cler.  Unfortunately many of the shops had closed early for the day because of Easter (Paques).

But we did find a nice cafe to have lunch. The menu was in English, the first the whole trip. Jeff and I agreed that the food didn't sound nearly as appealing in English.

And the clouds were rolling in again, but we had to walk over to say Au Revoir to Eiffel Tower.

 And finally a ride on the Effel Tower Carousel.

The lightning and thunder started and it started to drizzle, so we grabbed a cab and headed back to the hotel, but it never actually started raining.