Thursday, July 15, 2004

I see dead people.

One of the big attractions here is Pere Lachaise cemetery. For Americans, it's because Jim Morrison is buried here. But there are other residents who are, in some circles, even more highly regarded: Honore de Balzac, Marcel Proust, Oscar Wilde and Moliere; Maria Callas and Simone Signoret; Gustave Dore; Frederic Chopin.

For a cemetery covering 105 acres, it's not a dismal place. But you also won't find the occasional levity to be had in the Key West Cemetery, where the epitaph on one headstone reads "I told you I was sick," and toy airplanes adorn another marker. The atmosphere at Pere Lachaise is quiet, respectful, but not morbid or creepy. Nice place for a picnic. Almost.

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