Fete de la Musique

Especially for French Wench, whoever you are...

Here's the pics from my first fete de la musique. It's the night when the whole of France takes to the streets for music and fun, Paris is the pinnacle of course.



Our street early in the evening.



Hermes at the Bastille



Some Salsa music on Saint Antoine



Outside the Scottish pub in the Marais, this tiny woman was making some impressive noises.



The sky, did I mention the sun didn't set until 10pm?



Some preppy teenagers, dancing to drumming by the Seine



Bastille, or in other words, just at the end of our street



Our street

Incidentally I had to work a full day at the cafe the following morning. I was not particularly well rested but after having heard it normally rains for fete de la musique I was rather pleased at the previous evening's treat.

New digs

Here's our new spot. One metro station away, whole new Paris. The flat is double the size but the price is the same because our front door is in-between a tattoo parlour and a kebab shop.







The area is like Newtown, compared with the Marais' eastern suburbs feel. There are cafes aplenty, including one which offers a five percent discount upon presentation of the docket at its lingerie shop over the road. Click here for a Frommer's review of Cafe de L'Industrie. We're just two blocks from our favourite fresh food markets and slightly removed from all those high fashion shops which so tormented me.