Hi Carlotta, I was just cruising around looking for info on Arenes de Lutece, and checked to see if there was anything about hauntings there. Voila!!
Well, 16 years ago I lived in Arenes de Lutece for two weeks (at least) whilst busking around St Michel. We were introduced to the place by a "supertramp", who helped us out bigtime, as we hitched into Paris with no money after a couple of months of hand to mouth existence in France. We had to climb an iron gate to enter,( my buddy ripped the BAD_WORD out of his jeans doing this!)There was a heatwave at the time that melted the crepe soles of my sandals, and most of my time in Paris I walked barefoot as I could not afford to buy shoes.
We ate really well, busking at night, returning to the park to sleep. We showered under the sprinklers that watered the trees each morning and usually just lazed around the park all day, and eat.
I'm not sure if it was the insecurity playing with my mind or what; we'd sometimes be woken by park patrol guys who warned us to be careful as there were heroin addicts who used the park. One time a dodgy looking guy walked past us three times, where he would have no reason to walk other than to be thinking of stealing from us. I'm not sure what was effecting my psyche, but on the last few nights, I awoke to see what seemed to be a person standing above me. Normally this would be a scary experience, but it wasn't. Each time I was looking into the eyes of one of these "people" who looked almost angelic.There was an air of unreality, yet the figures would appear very physically real. Slowly, they would start to to disintegrate, and perhaps over the course of a minute they would merge into the trees that were above me. One was a dark skinned man with long hair, I recall. This would happen two or three times a night. Different characters. Always looking right into my eyes, standing above me, and slowly changing into the trees!!!
After we left this place we caught a train out of Paris to someplace in the middle of nowhere. I can't recall how they first appeared now, but as we camped out I was aware of three naked ethereal male figures that were seemingly watching us, about a stone's throw distance away. I remember looking over to where they were, each time I awoke, and they were there through the night. I tried to make them dissappear from my vision, but they would not.
I returned to a reasonable state of sanity soon after, I've never experienced anything quite like it since!! Hope you like !! Stu Porter
When I had first read about this particular discovery, I had honestly wondered how it had stood there for so long with no one knowing about it.
WEll, now that I've been doing some reading, I kinda understand....time and nature ended up making it look like a hill and until the archeologists rediscovered it, all that remained of the knowledge about it was legends in a region often overlooked by scholars unless it has to do with the undead.[/quote]
In Paris during the Roman times, there was a huge amphitheatre in the 5th arrondissment that could seat thousands of people. Then Rome fell and most of the Roman buildings were taken apart and doubtless the stone used to build the buildings still standing today. The amphitheatre disappeared from all Paris maps for hundreds of years, and a hill can be seen in its place. Then in the 1970's the hill was dug out for some reason and the remains of the amphitheatre were found.
My opinion is that the stone of the stands were used for building, and the remaining foundations were used as a big garbage dump. When it was filled in and over, people forgot what was there. I think that's how it happens all over the world. Time marches on and people shift from place to place, building to building over generations. A personal memory only lasts one lifetime.
By the way, the structure that remained has been restored and has a nice little park around it, great for a picnic or relaxing in the sun. It's called the "Arenes de Lutece" and there's still one cage left that still gives off a few little vibes.
Sorry if I seem off topic, I just wanted to show how structures can be important in one generation, and then be forgotten.