Paris Part 2: This is the End
Paris in Autumn was a very different place to the city we had left in late Summer. The Parisians had pulled out their Autumnal wardrobe gear, there was a lot more purposeful striding (or scootering) through the streets with a Gauloise ciggy and a briefcase. Summer was definitely over! Our mood was gloomy, dark thoughts of the approaching 24-hour flight lay heavy on our minds. We needed to go to ..... a Cemetery! Pere La Chaise is the most famous (and biggest) resting place in Paris. Jim Morrison's grave is one of the must-see sights for American backpackers and women of a certain age who could still remember the late 60's. (Rhonda said, 'Jim Who?') Coincidentally, the first movie I saw on the return flight was a documentary on Morrison (People Are Strange, I think it was). It was a very good doco, and quite timely. He really had a death wish, did Jim. Even Janis Joplin was disgusted by his behaviour, which is saying something! And then we saw Archie! This young fella w...