One night a year Paris celebrates the Nuit Blanche. It means "White Night," but in French is also means "an all-nighter." The entire city erupts with outdoor cultural events, all night long (ALL night long). One such event was at St. Sulpice (Da Vinci code place). They put funky lights all over the inside of the church, and then turned off every other light. Imagine strobe lights in a confessional, and no other lights around.
Or a randomly blinking spot light on a statue of God knows who within one of those mini side-chapels the Catholics have in their big churches.
We went at 2am. Bizarre as hell. Creepy as hell. Kind of a like a Catholic haunted house, but as Philip Larkin might note, in this case real dead lie round. There were also some nice women playing with fire outside. Could only imagine doing that in the states, inside the entryway to a building that's 400 years old (if you don't count the 13th century church it was built on top of). I'll post the photos of them later (they're very cool). A quick glimpse of the fire people, below.
One weird thing, with it being 2am. The front door to the cathedral was wide open (bottom right of pic below). No one was there. Not security. No one from the church. Not the art curators. Nobody. Imagine a church in a large American city, doors wide open, pitch black inside, at 2am. Am I wrong to think the place would be cleaned out in 15 minutes, and the rest of us would be held up at gunpoint?
Young lovers were still flowing in, in the middle of the night.
Here's another of the confessional, this one in color:
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