Bones and Bunnies

Tris decided to have a wee snooze this afternoon, much like an old man would. I chose to man-up and do something more cultural and go see something that sounded interesting; the Church of Bones.

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My ride out there was amazing, probably the best ride of the trip. And when I got there a bus full of playboy Bunnies had just arrived. Honest, I’ve even got a photo.

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At least that is what I told sleeping Pretty.

The ride was actually boring, hot but luckily not that long. Thankfully the Ossuary was not crowded with tourists so I could easily wander around and look at my leisure. And it was bizarre.

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Some half blind nutter priest started the idea of decorating the church with the remains of those buried in an over crowded cemetery. He, along with others of course, made practically every decoration out of bones; from a large candelabra, a coat of arms, writing on the wall, to huge vase like things at the entrance. I checked around but couldn’t find a bone lava lamp, which was a little bit disappointing.

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It was a morbid experience but still fascinating. It is rather strange to think that these stunning artistic creations were once living and breathing people. I can’t help but be intrigued as I analysed their remains.

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