We’ve lived here three months already, and it’s time for a post about our neighborhood.
We’re about a block south of the Moulin Rouge. Most of the neighborhood’s activity surrounds the Moulin Rouge and goes north into Montmartre. So our little street is usually quiet.
A 15-minute walk gets us to the Paris Opera house, plus some great shopping. Another 15 minutes gets us to the Louvre or the Arc de Triomphe.
We’ve found a baker and a dry-cleaner whom we like, and they know us well enough to greet us, or Enzo, by name. Most of the time it’s Enzo.
Bonjour Enzo! Mignon! Ça va bien?
The same is true for the English pub we’ve mentioned. Being greeted by name goes a long way toward feeling at home.
There are countless cafés and pharmacies. There are also several bars that are staffed by one bartender and several hostesses (if you get my drift).
Aside from all that, this Haight/Ashbury-meets-East Village-meets-Paris neighborhood is safe, quiet, and pretty darn decent. By Paris standards, anyway.
Ginger Walmsley said:
Hi Charles – What a great travel-blogger you are! And having Enzo as your entree into the Eurozone is inspired. Will you be in Paris next April? Joe & I fly over on the 24th.
Luv it. What about the FASHUUUUN!
Rita Sommers said:
Thanks for showing us where you’re living. It’s like a virtual visit!