I went to the catacombs today, which sounds creepy, but it was actually very peaceful and solemn, except for the occasional giggling teenager/little kid. They are old stone quarries that have been filled with the bones of those buried in the cemetery of the innocents from the 1200s until 1785. Anyone not rich enough to buy a plot in a proper cemetery was buried in a mass cemetery, and after hundreds of years there was a huge disease problem in the area, so all the remains were moved and the cemetery closed. Anyway, it's beautiful in it's own way. The only problem is that they only allow 200 people underground at a time, so the line goes really slowly, and my lower back was absolutely killing me today.
Also I really had to pee when I came out of the catacombs, and the first public toilet was out of order, so i went into the one at the montparnasse cemetery and the women's toilet was, no joke, a hole in the ground, two platforms for your feet and handles to hold while you squat. Gross.
I had to come back to the hostel early because my back was hurting so bad, and I was thinking I might change my plane ticket to go home early, but it costs $300 just to change it, plus any extra cost of the different ticket. Plus I realized I have 50 Euro less than I thought, whether because I counted wrong or lost it or it was stolen, I don't know. I was feeling thoroughly spent, exhausted, and broke, but...
There are two really nice Dutch girls in my room who gave me some beer and are feeding me dinner and I think I will go with them to climb the eiffel tower at sunset. So hopefully the day will end on the up and up.
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