Paris Catacombs 2003

If you aren't claustrophobic, necrophobic or just not phobic in general, I highly recommend the Parisian Catacombs. Nothing is more outre like being trapped far under the city with millions of bones and skulls of "whatever-century dead people from plague-war-disease-poverty and they have no where to put you".

This place is literally chock full of bones, skulls and death. It. Was. Awesome.

There were plenty of "chapels" and creative designs throughout. 

Just some FAQs: it was not stinky, it was not damp, it wasn't spooky or creepy and the bones are not cemented down (as we found out by picking up one--however there is little temptation to take one while you are there...it just feels WRONG). It's deafeningly quiet. I kept whispering as if I would what--wake the dead? The lighting is poor so keep this in mind for photos and sneaking up on folks.

The weirdest part of the whole thing was running into other tourists. It seemed unnatural to see living flesh after an hour or so of wandering through the dead.

BTW once you get down there and panic, there is NO escape route. You commit to the whole journey (just not the sort of commitment the residents are held too. :)

Much of the place is floor to ceiling and as far back as the paltry light will allow your eyes to see, packed with bones and skulls. And the ceiling is only about 6 feet high in most places. It's tight. It's packed.

If only they piped in Swedish Death Metal to complete the mood...