Catacombes

I spent my last few hours in Paris staring at piles of human bones. It was quite unsettling. Against my better judgment, I went alone. Initially, I tried to stay near the other tourists, but I kept pausing to take pictures and there was one point where I found myself completely alone, surrounded by walls of death, listening to Tool on my iPod. It was terrifying. I started to panic. My heart raced. I took deep breaths and headed in the direction where I'd last seen people. The floor was wet, the ceilings were low, and all I could see were skulls in every direction. Finally I ran into a man and his young son and followed them all the way to the exit.

I recommend visiting Catacombes with a friend, should you get the chance. It's an amazing experience, but not your typical light-hearted tourist attraction.