Today I want to go check out the Catacombs. After eating, getting clean, I left the flat at 10 to make my way to this labyrinth. Going on a short subway ride, I arrived at the entrance to find that there was already a large lineup. I can’t even see the beginning of the line. Waiting for a half-hour, I finally get to the front. I pay for my ticket and an audio guided tour device, I begin my descent into the Catacombs.

Pretty creepy corridors, it really feels like I’m in a horror movie. Listening to the audio tour, I slowly travel down the tunnels for some time. Being down here for over twenty minutes, I had thought I would have already seen some skeletons, or anything, by now. This is a massive grave site for over 6-million people.

Then I see it. A sign saying ‘Arrête! C'est ici l'empire de la Mort.’

Stop! Here lies the empire of Death.

I’m getting pretty excited. Going inside, I’m greeted with a winding pathway that’s created by four-foot tall walls made from thigh and shin bones with oceans of remains being held back. Standing on my tippie toes, I can’t see the back wall or where the bones stop. Following the path, I ultimately stay down here for another hour and a half.

Leaving Death’s kingdom, I walk across the street to the souvenir shop, buy a few things, and have a drink of Absinth with the cashier. Pretty cool guy!

Out on the streets again by 1:00, I tour around the streets before I turn my efforts to hunting down a tattoo parlour. I need to get a tattoo of the Iris, France’s nation flower. Not a single one that I went to had an opening, they were all booked up until February. Apparently tattoos are popular in Paris.

Feeling defeated, I go back to the flat for 6, I chow down on some day-old pizza, watch some Elementary, then called it a night at 10.