Post by kerouac on Jul 8, 2009 12:22:14 GMT -5
This is a little item that I posted elsewhere last April, but I thought it might be of interest for people wanting to see a part of Paris that doesn't look like rue Cler, Saint Germain-des-Prés or the Marais.
I was wondering this evening what was still open in my neighborhood when most of the other shops had closed. Normally when I go out in the evening, I just hop into the metro station at the foot of my building or take a bike down a residential street, so I don't even know when things close.
Anyway, here is what was happening between 9 and 10 pm.
First of all, the building right next door to mine. I have never set foot in the place, but it is beginning to attract me after about three years.
After another half block or so, there is this place.
This place was getting some stuff delivered.
And this place was right next door to the preceding one.
As soon as I passed under the elevated metro line, I was officially in the Indian neighborhood. This Indian supermarket used to be a bank.
There were dozens of busy restaurants of course.
Some of the food stores had a lot of specials. You will note that the French language is not much used in this part of town.
There were still some tailors hard at work, perhaps making 24-hour suits.
Most of the stores selling general goods were closed, but there were a few that were still open.
Anyway, then I just hopped on a bike and went home, but my camera is still warm from its outing. I will do a daytime visit soon, because there is plenty of interesting stuff to see, and this is only a tiny fraction.
However, some people may wonder if I actually do live in Paris.
I was wondering this evening what was still open in my neighborhood when most of the other shops had closed. Normally when I go out in the evening, I just hop into the metro station at the foot of my building or take a bike down a residential street, so I don't even know when things close.
Anyway, here is what was happening between 9 and 10 pm.
First of all, the building right next door to mine. I have never set foot in the place, but it is beginning to attract me after about three years.
After another half block or so, there is this place.
This place was getting some stuff delivered.
And this place was right next door to the preceding one.
As soon as I passed under the elevated metro line, I was officially in the Indian neighborhood. This Indian supermarket used to be a bank.
There were dozens of busy restaurants of course.
Some of the food stores had a lot of specials. You will note that the French language is not much used in this part of town.
There were still some tailors hard at work, perhaps making 24-hour suits.
Most of the stores selling general goods were closed, but there were a few that were still open.
Anyway, then I just hopped on a bike and went home, but my camera is still warm from its outing. I will do a daytime visit soon, because there is plenty of interesting stuff to see, and this is only a tiny fraction.
However, some people may wonder if I actually do live in Paris.
Let the riot begin! LOL - 
hahahha