It took us 3 times to actually make it to the catacombs. The first time, they were closed, second, we went to the wrong location, but third times the charm. We waited in line for about an hour before entering here. Next we had to go down 65 steps on a tiny, spiral staircase. It was very tight, and you could feel the temperature dropping as we descended down into the bowels of Paris. We then had to go through a system of small tunnels. The ceiling was only 6 ft. and was just bare rock. It was even dripping in places. I am not claustrophobic, but I was definitely feeling uneasy. Just the thought of getting trapped down there sends shivers down my spine. The bare tunnels opened up a little to reveal this great passage way, but it only lasted a little while before we were back to the tiny tunnel. The door way to the burial chamber : "Stop. Here is the Kingdom of the Dead." There were bones stacked up 5 1/2 feet on both sides. I'm not sure how thick it was. And this went on...
I shot a wedding the other day and rented a great lens for it. Because I didn't want said awesome lens to go to waste I made Porter come out for an impromptu photo shoot with me last Sunday. We went up to Westminster College campus and took these. I think they turned out pretty well considering I set up the shot and took the pics via remote (a fabulous christmas present from the hubster ). Porter really likes candid shots instead of posed ones. So I try to set up moments where we can be in a nice position to have a candid moment, wink, wink. It's not posing, I promise. At least he believes it's not, so that is a win! The snow made it so bright. After this picture I think we were both a little snow blind. In other pole dancing news: I can finally do leg hangs! I went to a class the other night with a fabulous teacher and ended up having a private session. Classes where I am the only one scare me becaus...
You Guys! It's been a hot minute hasn't it? So life with a baby is crazy, which is normal I think. I completely abandoned my blog. And middle saga no less. I still have 2 posts to go on the Babymoon. Never mind that the baby bump in this first picture is now almost a toddler, but I digress. I have so many more posts to share of our travels and life. So let's get to it. Florence was our 3rd stop in Italy. I was so excited to see the sculptures, and eat the gelato. However, when we got to our hotel room, I was in love. Our bed was gorgeous, and the best thing was the fact that they had air conditioning!!! I just wanted to lay in the nice cool bed and sleep. The bump was looking quite on point, so I had to snap a picture of the bump and the room. We stayed at Art Atelier . When Porter was finally able to rouse me from my lovely nap we jumped up to head out the door. ...
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