My Neighborhood

Several bloggers have recently shown some photos of the neighborhood that they live in. Some have trees and even tropical looking plants all over the place, some are a short walk to the beach. In Paris, since I live in the 12th arrondissement which is residential part of Paris, it’s not as beautiful, it’s very urban, in fact, but not all of the photos I take can be as beautiful as the window of Hermes.

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The front door to the apartment building where we live. I’ve always liked it. You have to enter a code to get the door to open.

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If you turn right out of my door, this is what you see. Not too exciting. Those metal bars inserted into the sidewalk going down the edge of the sidewalk are to keep people from parking their cars on the sidewalk, which they will do as parking is at a premium. There is usually a car parked at the very end of the street on the sidewalk. I guess they don’t get a ticket. By the way, you have to pay to park on the street here or you will get a ticket. You carry on down this street and reach an elevated train track at the end, long abandoned although there is talk of incorporating it into the planned track now being built which will circle Paris. If I go right at the corner, under this track, there is a small area, fenced in, where a homeless man has lived since I have been here. He has it all boarded up for privacy and I can see a bed inside. He even has a door with a lock so he keeps it to himself. I don’t know how he arranged that. I see him sometimes staggering around really drunk but he has scratched out a life for himself.

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I’ve always been fascinated with this house. It is just a short way down my street and on the left. I guess the owners didn’t cave in and sell the property to some invester to build an apartment building as the rest of the neighborhood has. I’m thinking that at one time this whole street may have had single family homes like this. A really tiny alley runs along side it and it is surrounded by a wall.

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I’m not sure, but I bet this is just about the only weather vane for miles around. It’s on top of the house.

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Nation Market. This is where we arrive if we continue on in the same direction in about six blocks or so from our apartment. You can see one of the columns that is there way in the background. Market days here are Wednesday and Saturday. We go just about every Saturday and get fish, meat, vegetables and fruit there which we put in our little red bag on wheels. It is always a fun experience.

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There are always huge containers of food for sale at street markets, hot and inviting. Doesn’t this look good? We seldom buy any for some reason. The last thing we got was chacroute, which is all sorts of pork meats with sauerkraut which is a popular thing to eat here in the winter.

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18 thoughts to “My Neighborhood”

  1. Your front door is gorgeous! It’s such a shame that the older houses in Paris have been replaced so often with ugly apartment buildings that just look like big sqaures of concrete. But it’s optimistic when you see that some people just never gave in and have left things as they should be..

  2. But your neighborhood is beautiful. The architecture, the sights and even the smells contribute to that.
    Each place as a beauty all its own and when it is home with someone you love, all the better!

  3. Linda – thank you for sharing this (and giving lots of us an idea). I like the way you’ve told the story too — the homeless man managing to have a locking door, disused train tracks, a property hold-out. So interesting! And the market – oh how I miss European markets!

  4. This is FASCINATING! I love that little house.. reminds me of a Disney cartoon I saw one time about a little house with a city growing up around it. Thanks for this post, it was super interesting.

    PS. Galveston is one of my favorites… but it’s declined in recent years. Kind of ‘hood-like’ and we’re pretty sure we heard gun shots when we stopped at a gas station. So sad.

  5. I am envious of the open air markets. We have a farmer’s market in the spring and summer, but it is closed during the winter and shopping at the grocery store just isn’t the same.

  6. Your apartment building door is simply gorgeous! And, to us State-siders (or me at least) just because it is Paris, it is fascinating and exciting. Homeless men with their own private locking entryways, iron poles in the street, and half-timbered houses with unique weathervanes, and crowded streets and open air markets on Wednesdays and Saturdays…it’s all wonderful. I hope you will take us on more walks as time goes on. Thank you for sharing!

    I’d love to see your country environment too…

  7. How fun to see. I’m sure most of us would trade with you quite willingly! šŸ™‚
    It’s SO different from where I live, which is basically conservation forest land with a few homes here or there.

  8. I thoroughly enjoyed that walk; what a wonderful neighborhood you live in! Do you know who owns that house? You might cultivate a friendship, just to get inside . . .

  9. I’m so jealous of your door! We have a boring modern glass door on our building and I had such fantasies of having a big door like yours when we moved to Paris!

  10. I did so enjoy this walk today Linda. The Paris of real life not tourists. Love the door and the single house.

    love the pics from the post of Paris Windows. The perfume reminds me of my perfume. I use Jean Louis Scherrer which is almost impossible to find outside of France although I have found an internet site where I can get it from the other side of the world now believe it or not. It is the only perfume that I don’t react to.

  11. I agree with Barbara-great walk through a Paris neighborhood – tourists never see this except through your eyes.
    From my CA perspective, love that door. It’s what I expect to see in Europe-not my plain white Lowe’s door. Hmmmmmm. Great post, Linda.

  12. I really enjoyed my walk through your neighborhood, Linda. I’m not that familiar with the 12th.
    Love your building door and that house is quite unique, isn’t it? Very nice and thanks for inviting us into your neighborhood.

  13. That’s funny, I have a very similar wood-panelled / two-toned place near me too. I always wonder about it. My favourite theory is that the first owners were proud Normands who needed their own little bit of Normandie in big, bad Paris… but that’s just my imagination wandering! šŸ˜‰

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