We began our 3rd day in Paris by visiting Notre Dame. And as I mentioned in an earlier post -- it was simply breathtaking.
The architecture and grandeur of the outside, the intricacies and beauty of the inside, the gargoyles overlooking the square and just the overall feeling of reverence that exists.
All of it was absolutely stunning.
After Notre Dame, we journeyed to the Catacombs de Paris -- a place we'd heard was not nearly as popular with tourists -- but still well worth a visit.
And yes it was.
Apparently in the 17th Century -- the cemetaries of Paris were overcrowded and people who lived in close proximity to them were constantly getting sick. The problem persisted for a 100 years before a solution was finally agreed upon - dig up the corpses and transport them to a series of underground catacombs.
So 200 feet beneath the city there exists a seemingly neverending maze of tunnels and caverns that you can walk through -- literally surrounded on all sides by bones, skulls and decayed bodies.
It really is unlike anything else I've ever seen.
You can reach out your hand and literally touch the skulls and bones as you walk along.
And while no one knows exactly how many bodies are stored down there -- estimates are the number is close to 6 million.
6 million people!!!
Not for the faint of heart -- but seriously amazing!
The theme of the restaurant is "the blind feeding the blind" and just like the name would have you believe -- everything is done in the dark. The wait staff are all legally blind and as they take your hand and guide you to your table -- you pass through 2 curtains and suddenly you are engulfed in darkness.
Watches, cellphones and anything else that would give light is required to be left at the front desk.
Once seated at a table, the wait staff asks if you are allergic to anything. They leave and return with the first course and your drinks. They then invite you to enjoy.
And you use whatever means necessary -- silverware, fingers, hands, etc to feel the food on your plate and then help and hope it finds its way to your mouth.
It really was one of the most amazing experiences I have ever had. For the first 5 minutes, I could feel my eyes trying to adjust to the darkness, but it really is so complete that they can't. There is no difference between having your eyes closed and having them open. It is pitch black. In every sense of the word.
During the meal Tasha and I would talk and try and figure out what exactly it was we were eating (they show you pictures of the meal at the end, and it definitely was a lot different from what we had thought).
It truly seemed that our other senses (taste, touch, sound) were amplified considerably with our not being able to see.
As we ate -- plates and glasses were broken on a table close by. And the plates and glass were cleaned up by the wait staff. All of them blind.
Amazing.
I thought we were inside for maybe 40-45 minutes, by the time we finished the 3 courses.
But when our waiter escorted us back out to the front lobby and we saw what time it was -- we were shocked to see we had been inside for almost 2 and a half hours!
It truly was a once-in-a lifetime experience and I would say it is a must for anyone visiting Paris.
Amazing.




We than worked our way back to where we began -- Notre Dame, but first stopped to enjoy some Parisian crepes one last time. Delicious!






It really could not have been a more perfect trip. Celebrating my birthday with the lady I love in one of the most romantic cities in the world. What more could I ask for?
When we went back outside, both Tash and I just looked at each other and couldn't help but feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude. To be able to look at and see each other.
To be able to see the blue sky and the cobblestone roads. To be able to use the gift of sight.
It definitely hammered home how much of a gift it truly is.
Absolutely amazing.
After lunch we decided we'd hit up one last museum before calling it a day -- and so we spent a few hours in the Musee de'Orsay -- a former trainstation that has been transformed into a spectacular art gallery.
Highlights included: Whistlers Mother (a picture that ever since I was a little child has always reminded me of my Grandparents on my mothers side and brought a huge wave of nostalgia to see in person) and a slew of works by Van Gough.






