L&P DLC: Off to a rollicking good start!

The day began with a downgrade. For hotel reasons, we had to switch rooms in the hotel. We went from Room 8 on the 2nd floor to Room 32 on the 6th floor to a room constructed only for a minimum of two people. I'm going to be sharing a bed for the next 4 days. I apologized in advance to my bed buddy if I cuddle him by accident. He told me he'd push me off the bed...

      

                                             Our new abode on the 6th floor.

Today was definitely an...interesting day...Today we went to a cemetery, Pere Lachaise. Our intention was to go see the grave stone of Jim Morrison from The Doors, but then turned into a rollicking adventure! Practically 5 minutes walking in the cemetery, we became lost. We asked a group of older people who had a map and a simple "Can you show us where Jim Morrison's grave is?" turned into maybe two hours of walking through the cemetery, looking at a bunch of graves that aren't Jim Morrison's. And to top it off, they only spoke French, so the language barrier was at full strength between us. Eventually we did arrive at Jim's grave but BOY was that a long time. Walking through the cemetery had a depressing effect on me. Just walking amongst all of the gravestones people who were once alive and are now dead got me thinking about my own inevitable death. When I'm dead and buried, how many people are going to visit my grave? How many people are going to just walk by it in search of the Jim Morrison of my cemetery? It was a very deep moment for me.

       

      Our spontaneous French cemtery guides (denim man on the left and the other guy on the right.)

                Oscar Wilde's grave. It was covered in lipstick kisses for whatever reason.

                                   

                                                         Jim Morrison's grave...

                               

                                               ...and for reasons, gum on a tree.

After finally seeing Jim Morrison's grave and his impressive collection of chewing gum that has accumulated near his grave, we had a small class session and then off to Sacre Cœur, apparantly a chape/church on a hill. To be honest, I'm actually getting really tired of relgious houses of worship. Being the world traveler I am, I have been to SO MANY they're all practically the same. Same cross layout, same dome, same ornate depictions of Christ, no phototaking, pretty windows. I'd almost say the same for museums except they actually offer a varying amount of stuff in terms of what they have to show inside.

                                 

                                                                  Sacre Cœur

    

                                            Candid shot of the group at lunch/dinner

As of right now, I'm sitting in our new tiny room. I have been for maybe two hours now? I'm realizing why I spent so much time in the loft last time and not just going out all of the time. It's not out of lack of trying, but lack of energy. I am tired! You are walking and standing for the entire day. You aren't properly hydrating yourself and you're trying to conserve money, so no random, overpriced snackies to munch on whenever. I get it now. I understand why I wasted so much time just sitting in the room on my electronics and it's because I wore myself out. I don't want to walk everywhere, nor do I want to pay for transport. So I'm staying in for the night. Blogging, writing, reading, spent some time playing app games, getting ready for tomorrow. Apparently we're seeing some more resting places and the weather will match the mood.