Pink Light District!? March 29, 2009Posted by gordonwatts in life, travel.
My hotel is right around the corner from there, as is my sister’s home. My sisters house, on the hill approaching Sacre Coeur, is in a very nice area – lots of small streets and restaurants – almost exactly what comes to mind when most people think of Paris. My hotel, on the other hand, which is about another 200 meters away, is in a totally different area:
I’ve been to Paris more times than any other city outside of the USA other than Ottawa and Vancouver. I had no idea there was anything like this in Paris (duh – how did I miss it?)! This isn’t the red-light district (which is around the corner from Gare du Nord) – where you can see prostitutes everywhere. There is a two block length of the street is one sex show after another. And in between are bars and dance clubs, and just off the main drag are lots of good restaurants. The place is teaming with people – even tonight (Sunday night) of all types, from the expected desperate men to normal couples. No one seems phased. The barkers for the clubs are pretty aggressive, they step out and grab you with cards offering a free drink or similar and are just as likely to be a middle aged guy as they are to be a middle aged woman. It is surreal walking down this street – everyone treats it as normal.
BTW – this is right around the corner from the Moulin Rouge – which tourists line of for 100’s of meters to see. Craziness:
You have to look carefully – but the queue is there! It’s a famous old French cabaret.