Notre Dame de Paris

We visited Notre Dame, more or less by accident.






Inside the Cathedral was a museum where a thin man with glasses sat collecting fees from those who wished to enter. I asked him:

Sabitathica: What's inside?
Man with glasses (in slow and careful English): It is a museum. With many beautiful things.
Sabitathica (thinking): Hmm ... hey, wait a minute! I like beautiful things! This sounds like the perfect museum for me!

And indeed there were many beautiful things inside.


Many beautiful things.