On my way back to the hotel I took a shot looking down onto a train track and an elderly man out walking his dog asked me what I was taking a picture of. So I told him. He then told me that he knew how to get down onto the tracks. They were abandonded. Result! On the way to the entry point we spoke about the famous catacombs, somewhere I’d love to visit one day. Whilst taking photos I saw in the distance on more than one occasion a shadow approaching me. It seemed that the track was some sort of short-cut. Had a great time down there, I’ll be back again for sure.
Thanks to the monsieur walking his dog for showing me the way in.
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I got in touch with Vito of Vitostreet to try and hook up in Paris. Vito couldn’t make it but pointed out some spots to hit, cheers Vito! When my plane was delayed and I arrived in Paris with the sun already setting my plans changed. I decided to hit the local neighbourhood in which I was staying, Porte d’Orleans. I liked what I found…..