1:00 PM: Leave house, go to toy store down the street to find a birthday gift for a 3 year old
1:30 PM: Realize you aren't looking for the child anymore, but actually more for yourself, hurry and leave...
2:30 PM: Hit a creperie for lunch
3:45 PM: Metro to Catacombs
4:00 PM: Last guests to enter "gravesite"
4:15 PM: Escorted by staff member to hurry us along so they can go home
4:17 PM: Convince Nate and Rebecca to walk slowly with the baby, thus stalling the impatient staff member so we can sneak ahead and take pictures (forbidden with flash)
4:45 PM: Leave Catacombs 20 minutes early thanks to impatient staff.
6:00 PM: Drop off birthday gift
7:30 PM: Dinner at local cafe, order duck (closest you can find to turkey)
10:00 PM: Reflect on the day, recognize how great the food was, but vow to always cook a real Thanksgiving meal in years to come...and not to visit mass graveyards in the future on a "day of thanks".
Catacombs 101: In the 18th century the central locale of Les Halles was plagued with disease. Improper burial practices compounded the problem, which created a vicious cycle. In order to alleviate the problem, and to create room for more graves, the Paris government secretly grave-robbed at night for several years, moving all the old bones to the catacombs, before the plan was discovered. (Shout out to Tad for all the great pictures his diligence made possible on this blog)
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