"Finish the blog!"

...I can hear you all yelling in your minds, lying awake at night waiting for the final chapter.. well here goes! It feels like a million years ago, but I'll try to remember what went down in the last few days.


On the last day in Ceuta, we went on a BIG ASS walk and found a great deserted beach.


Ceuta history museum, Micah is pretending to be a giant mole devastating the tiny village.


Back in Paris we had 4 hours to kill before the hotel would let us check in. Luckily the Pere Lachaise Cemetery was not too far away so we spent lots of time getting lost there and looking for famous dead people.


Some nice graves.
At one point, without warning, Micah busted out with a loud HUZAAH!! when we arrived at the bottom of some stairs. He did not see the hearse and funeral parade which was passing in front of us at that same moment. Below is a re-enactment.


Oscar Wilde's tombstone. Women like to kiss it.

I hope you know what this is, otherwise a Frenchie will come to your door and beat you with a baguette.


Les Invalides, with a French impostor in front.


Les Invalides houses Paris' Arms and Army museum. They had sooooo many suits of armour. Like thousands.

A tank at Les Invalides

Ho hum, and after that, we came home.