In complete contrast to the fluffiness of Disney Land yesterday, we went under the streets of Paris to explore the catacombs.

It was very dark and every so often there was a sculpture in the stone.

It was very dark and we walked for miles underneath the streets. I didn’t know anything about the catacombs before visiting so I was not ready for the next part, when all of a sudden the walls changed and turned in to piles and piles of bones and skulls.

They were organised so neatly and some had been arranged in to patterns like hearts and crosses. There were miles of bones… it was so creepy.

The accompanying gift shop didn’t seem to be taking things too seriously with bone erasers and every type of skull or bone shaped accessory for sale.