Friday, July 05, 2013

How I Spent MSV #5, Special I See Dead People Edition

We did two cemeteries. The first, in Montmartre, we just popped into because we were passing by it.



The decidedly unique characteristic of the Parisian cemeteries is that they are packed to the gills, with ornate tombs seemingly placed willy-nilly beside one another.




There were a number of famous people in Montmartre, but we had no guide to their whereabouts, and this was the only one I found:



Probably the most famous cemetary is Pere Lachaise, abounding with famous folk.





A lot of the famous folks have fresh flowers on their graves, placed by random admirers. In the one below, this guy was no one in particular, but I love how the memorial captures him as if he just keeled over:



If there's a particular practice associated with a grave, like kissing (note the lipstick stains that, apparently, corrode the stone), they'll block it off, or at least try to. This is Oscar Wilde's momument.



Same stone, front and back:





A whole section of the cemetery is devoted to the War and the Holocaust. This photo only hints at the emotional impact.



While there are those who say he's still alive (shopping at the 7-Eleven with Elvis?), here's old Jim, the second most popular musician in the place. It's a pretty nondescript grave, cordoned off, of course.



But even Mr. Mojo Risin can't match Chopin in pomp, flowers and impact.




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