I started from home early in the morning. Homeless people were still sleeping on the street. Special cars were watering the road right under the rain. It was a beautiful day (:

I wanted to get to Catacombs so much. I arrived 10 minutes before opening. Suddenly there was a tremendously huge line.
I hoped to go through in forty minutes maximum. How naive. I spent in it two (two!) hours. Right before the entrance I learned that the guard won't let me in, cause my backpack is way too huge and they don't have lockers inside. The last thing I wanted was to stay this line one more time. Fortunately, the guard agreed to let me in without the line if I will find a place to leave my stuff.

A guy from cafe on across the road agreed to take a look on my backpack if I buy something on my way back from him. When I returned here from catacombs, it was rainy, almost lunch time, so I took amazing onion soup.
By the way, the water on photo is free. French cafes are obliged by law to serve a free water to customer. However by default you will be offered an expensive bottled alternative. Just keep in mind you can refuse and take free tap option (:

Ok, now back to Catacombs. There is a few long narrow tunnels right after the entrance. I met few people. Fortunately only 200 people are allowed to be inside at the same time. The tunnel network is big enough for people to feel comfortable enough and do not feel like the place is overcrowded.

And then the most interesting part begins (:

Around beginning of 19 century in Paris was absolutely awful situation with city cemeteries. It was decided to move all the skeletons from cemeteries to the old stone quarries in order to stop anti-sanitary environment. The project was being continued for over a hundred years. Over six million skeletons were moved.

It was quite hard to take pictures: lightning is bad, I had no tripod, people were constantly passing by. However number of skeletons impresses a lot.

Finally street and fresh air.

Got to Montmartre. Finally.
Here was the first time some black guys tried to show me some magic and then ask for money. I told them like five times I've no cash for them. For first couple if times they probably thought I was just joking or something. When they realized I was deadly serious, they immediately switch to another tourist.

Despite nasty weather, there still were a lot of tourists.

And even a wedding. Or probably wedding photo-session, cause there was only a groom, a bride and a camera man. Nobody else was there for them.

Quite beautiful streets.

Graffiti.

There are many different small houses. You might easily pass it by without paying any attention. Turns out a lot of them are cabaret buildings and have a reach history.

Or statues. Density of various stops here is unbelievably high.

The neighborhood is just beautiful.

Montmartre is located on a hill. That's why the view on Paris is so cool.

If you find a right turn, there will be a wall of love.

There is a cemetery nearby. The one which wasn't moved to Catacombs. Reach family have their own tombs. Looks very unusual and interesting.

I've seen something similar at Kolsai lakes in Kazakhstan, but here it's a new level.

A bit more friendly tune at the end: famous Moulin Rouge!