Musée des Égouts de Paris

… the great prodigality of Paris, her marvelous fête, her Beaujon folly, her orgy, her full-handed outpouring of gold, her pageant, her luxury, her magnificence, is her sewer. Maybe it’s cliché to begin my account of the Musée des Égouts de Paris, or the Paris Sewer Museum, with a quote from Victor Hugo’s Les Misérables, but I don’t care. Images of Jean Valjean sludging through the dark, muck-filled tunnels, a wounded Marius slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, are in part what drew me to this bizarre museum in the first place. (That, and my passion for interesting feats of […]

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Roundabout Horror at the Arc de Triomphe

Roundabout Horror at the Arc de Triomphe |

Every few weeks since we arrived in Paris, I make a point to visit the Arc de Triomphe. This might seem like a silly ritual because, you’ve seen it once, you’ve seen it a thousand times. Maybe so. Maybe it’s touristy and over-crowded. Maybe they charge an arm and a leg to climb the 284 steps to the overlook at the top. Maybe. But, is it worth it to me? Absolutely. Now, I like a spectacular view just as much as the next person. I too get googly-eyed over the Eiffel Tower and the Sacré-Cœur basilica and the giant Ferris Wheel at the […]

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