Our last few days in Paris were awesome, but not exactly what you would expect a of couple on their honeymoon. Friday morning we woke up and decided to go on a tour of the Parisian Catacombs. So in the late 1700s, a bunch of Parisians who lived around this one cemetery started to get sick. The solution was to exhume all of the bodies from said cemetery and move them to an abandoned quarry/mine. Over the next 50 years or so they did the same thing to a whole bunch of other cemeteries. If that’s not weird enough, the guy who was in charge of all this had the bones of all these dead guys arranged into a weird display. There are literally millions of peoples bones in this set of underground tunnels stacked up for people to pay to see. Erin and I were pretty interested in checking it out, but honestly it really creeped me out… Erin had a good time though.
Afterward we grabbed a beer to cheer me up. The bad thing about the tour was it let you out in a different part of Paris than where itstarted, so we don’t know where we are and just had a beer. An hour and a half and about 3 miles later, we were finally back on the right track! We were lost but still got to see a lot of the city we otherwise would have missed. We treked a little while longer over to the Eiffel Tower, took a bunch of pictures in the park surrounding it, and then shot up the lift to the top. The view from the top was amazing, but when its only 40 degrees at the bottom its muuuuuch colder at the top. We spent about 3 minutes checking out the view and then went back down. We grabbed a nice dinner nearby and then walked to another super nice restaurant right on the water to grab a quick drink. They had a heated outdoor seating area so we were able to sit outside and watch as the Eiffel Tower lit up (it glitters for about 5 minutes on the hour after dark).
Since we stayed up pretty late the night before, and we had done most of the stuff we had wanted to do, we took it pretty easy on Saturday. We wanted to check out Jim Morrison’s grave (Erin is a huge Door’s fan). This was easily the longest walk we’d have to make this week, but after stopping along the way at a amazing little pastry shop and a falafel window we were feeling good. We went to a really good restaurant right next to the Sorbonne for dinner then had to head back to the hotel early to pack up to leave for Cairo the next morning. This day easily wins the award for best food day!!
This morning we decided to reward ourselves for walking all week by taking a taxi to the airport. More expensive, but better than carrying our 6 bags for blocks down busy Paris streets. The flight to Cairo went well, and our ride was waiting for us before we even went through customs which made things extremely easy. Driving to the hotel was another story. Driving in Cairo is ridiculous. Lane lines are merely decorations. Picture rush hour on the beltway, but instead of 4 cars packed into 4 lanes there are 6 cars packed into 3 lanes plus the shoulder, and people sprinting across the street whenever they can. At one point, after stopping at a red light and then speeding through it, the driver turned around and said in Egypt red means “go”. Erin was like “Oh, that’s different”. To which the guy responded “No, I make joke.”
We just checked into our “luxurious 3 star hotel” (I’m assuming the Middle East has a slightly more lax ranking system), and start checking out Egypt tomorrow. Should be a good time!