Still, leaving the City of Love was easier said than done. I mean that literally. Carrying my two over-packed bags down from the studio I was staying in was one thing, but I quickly realized there was no way in hell that I’d be able to carry these down multiple flights of stairs.
An hour before opening, we stood second in line in front of the rest of the 1% of people who had the Catacombs of Paris on their must-see list. I remember seeing recommendations online, to get to the Catacombs as early as possible, some suggesting as early as 7:00 AM. Do not do this.