We wandered through the mall for a bit and I was excited to discover that it housed the Bibliothèque du Cinéma François Truffaut. Other than that, it looked like any other mall I have been to... except everything was in French. Unimpressed, we headed above ground to check out the former grounds of what was once the biggest outdoor grocery store but only found skeletal remnants of it.
Behind the mall structure we could see a pretty church, so we headed that way to find out more.
As we approached we read on a sign that it was called Église Saint-Eustache.
This place is said to be a masterpiece in gothic architecture.
A modern sculpture sits in front of the church.
This place was huge and dark and gorgeous. I liked it even more than Notre Dame or Sacre Coeur because it actually looked old. It smelled dusty like a used book store. Many of the carvings were faded and worn. It looked exactly like you would expect a building to look if it had been built between 1532 and 1632. It felt delicate and mortal. And despite its state it is still used for masses. There was one happening in a small side chapel while we were there.
Apparently, Mozart liked this place so much that he had his mother's funeral here.
Saint-Eustache is said to house the largest organ in France
It is comprised of some 8000 pipes and is still used for occasional concerts.
Don't ask me how it works.
Le End.
Stay tuned for the next chapter in the Old Crumbly Series: Old Crumbly People.
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