Sainte Chapelle is the most beautiful and meangingless place I've ever been. It was once a house of worship, but certainly isn't one anymore. The place attracts tourists, and it no longer feels like a holy place to me. I don't say that to lessen the impact of the place, but to let people know that it is definately very tourist minded at this point, and that isn't necessarily a bad thing.
The lower floor is really not much to look at. I very distinctly remember being very unimpressed with it the first time I saw it. I think we'd been to a few art galleries that day, and I was tired and bored. I think there's only so much you can drag a bunch of high school students to before everything loses its meaning.
But, the lower floor. It's not plain, by any stretch, but it's not beautiful either. It's dominated by the gift shop now, and it's hard to pay much attention to anything else. It was originally for the servants to worship in, and it reflects that in many ways.
But ah, the upstairs....
The entire upstairs is built with stained glass walls. They start just above my head, and soar up to the roof. I cannot imagine how beautiful it must be with full sunlight streaming in. It becomes an overwhelming display of colour, and it's difficult to see the individual pictures shown in each stained glass bubble. The walls tell the story of the bible, as well as the stories of the relics that were originally housed in the church.
I took a few photos of the inside, although the picture taking was quite difficult. The lighting is very strange inside, and it distorted most of the photos.
Being in there, even full of people (although they were for the most part quite quiet), it felt like walking through light.