Let me begin my story by saying that I have a really odd younger sister. So, we were in the most beautiful city ever: Paris. And what did she want to do? Go visit the Catacombs of Paris. My little sister has always been really adventurous, and is fascinated with morbid and unusual places and things, whereas I am very indifferent to the idea. I don’t like to stray out of my comfort zone; I don’t like surprises and unordinary things. I guess I’m just not adventurous, unlike my family members, who are all extremely adventurous people.