The Passage Vendome, built in 1827, was close to my apartment—I accidentally discovered it one day while taking a new way to the Republique Metro. (It was weeks before I figured out I could cut through this little alleyway and get to the Metro much faster!) When built, it made it possible to connect the Temple (more about this below) and a convent created in 1704 for repented girls. It currently contains a shoe-repair and key maker, a language school, a restaurant, an internet café, and doesn’t look like it’s been renovated. It's pretty shabby, actually. (Clefs Tampons, by the way, means "key pads").
The Temple, which today is just a square (a couple blocks from my apartment), was where an ancient fortress was built starting in 1240 by the Knights Templar during Saint Louis’ reign. It later became a prison and was notorious for being the French royal family’s jail at the time of the Revolution. Among others, King Louis XVI was taken from here to be guillotined; Marie Antoinette was taken from here to the Conciergerie (see 2/27/07 blog) from where she was also eventually taken to the guillotine.
As Napoleon ordered, the fortress was destroyed around 1860 because it had become a place of pilgrimage for royalists. But the heavy doors of the medieval tower still exist and are kept at the Chateau de Vincennes outside of Paris. The Temple Metro station, which sits in a square near where the old Temple stood, was also close to my apartment.
I walked down there one Thursday after my language lesson (about 15 minutes from my apartment) and was overwhelmed by all the stalls, vendors, and crowds plus the traffic navigating its way on the roundabout at place de la Bastille. As well as all kinds of food, you can find clothing, shoes, scarves, linens—even North African and other international fare.

I stayed very close to rue Cler for a week in 2003 (also a few nights in 2000) and always cut through on my way to the day’s destination or on my way home. It’s a fun place to sit at a local café and watch the world go by, plus there’s a post office at the end of the street.
Built in the fields (pres) just beyond the outskirts of medieval
Saint-Germain des Pres sits in its own square and and gave its name to the lively Saint-Germain-des-Pres area that developed around the abbey. It faces the famous café, les Deux Magots, where many authors and intellects have hung out for decades (Hemingway, de Beauvoir, Sartre, Picasso, etc.) By the way, the word magots means Chinese commercial agents and there are two (deux) statues of the agents hanging on the wall in the café. 


I ventured into this shop a couple of times thinking I might buy something for our new little 
Over the years, the passage of time took its toll on the arcades; but many have been recently renovated and restored to something close to their former splendor. The occupants include cafes and chic boutiques as well as shops selling precious books, toys, unframed prints, gifts, antiques,



