Bâtons et des pierres = sticks and stones.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust (funk to funky) – we all eventually shuffle off this mortal coil. Many of us end up in a box in mother earth. Some of us are scattered to the four winds. But, no ifs ands or buts, we leave this planet.
However, in Paris, they had a different approach to final resting places. At one time, there was no room to bury Parisians. So, they improvised and created the Paris Catacombs. Not for the squeamish, it a spectacular sight if you have the stomach for it.
Not to be missed.
