Rabat
Following the Cathedral, I left the Silent City and went to Rabat, the neighbouring “real” town of the area.
I made it just in time to go to the St. Paul's Catacombs.
I was painfully aware, as I was exploring these 1800-year-old crypts of my lingering claustrophobia.
The bodies have all been removed and so all that remains is the narrow-cut stone alcoves and passageways. And the oppressive heat.
The other famous catacombs were closed by the time I got there, the “St. Agnes Catacombs” and so I headed back to St. Juliens.