We had a short excursion to Père Lachaise cemetery. Max was looking for the grave of French composer Poulenc but could never find it. That place is a city unto itself. We were separated for kind of a long time, and then when we were all together again, Eva complained so much that we decided to just leave.
But it was good while it lasted.
sad shrine in disrepair
famed lovers Héloïse and Abélard
grave of a French magician with carvings of some of his most famous tricks!
closeup of an owl for my niece Bella
This doesn't look like anything else I've seen in Père Lachaise!