So, a little unusual
Once again that slight obsession/fascination that I have with cemeteries reveals itself.
It’s the history, traditions, passion, designs, celebrations of life in death that I am intrigued with.
I struggle to walk past a cemetery or graveyard without strolling through it.
Gary has now got so used to this, that he has succumbed to my fixation and will actually track down, more unusual ones for me.
What intrigues me at times with cemeteries, is that these tranquil places have evolved and grown over time and there is often disorder and chaos about the layout.
For me just strolling along the cobbled tree-lined avenues appreciating the how each of us honours our loved ones.
Also within the lanes is the French Romantic painter, whose major work ‘The Raft of the Medusa’ is on display at Louvre.
As with a lot of cemeteries, there are often family tombs or mausoleums, and at Père Lachaise there are some very grand ones.
I love the history of the larger cemeteries, but equally, there is a certain intimacy with tiny ones. Weirdly we were on a safari in Namibia tracking desert elephants, and we came across a cemetery (now that was remote).
Then a chance meeting with a local guy in Marathon, Texas, suggested we take a wander to the local cemetery which clearly displayed the differences between protestant & catholic celebrations of the dead.
I have lost count just in this year alone how many cemeteries we have seen, as we visited the Normandy beaches in July and paid our respects along the way.
Inspired to visit Père Lachaise ?
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