I love graffiti. I didn’t even know I was into graffiti like that until I jumped the railing to take pictures of it. Something just told me to do it.

Anyway, this is the long canal thing that stretches along “le lez”: prime graffiti real estate that goes for what seems like miles. To me it’s like an art museum. Granted, I was a bit spooked to go down the creepy tunnel and see where it leads, because at points it’s like walking through a sewer or subway station. For the most part though, I’d say it’s pretty cool to explore.

There’s water flowing through the middle of it, and it all ends here:

It’s all in the tradition of finding something fun to do on a Sunday when nothing is open. That’s one of the things I initially disliked about France, but so often it forced me to have interesting experiences that I wouldn’t have had otherwise.

A la prochaine!

-D.