One of the sights I wanted to see was the Moulin Rouge. I saw the film. Don’t judge me. Given the content of the film (prostitutes, druggies, oh and love) I don’t know why I was so surprised to find the area it is in, is populated by sex-shops and the like. Don’t visit at night. Also don’t lose track of your belongings. There are some unique characters slumped on benches and ‘strolling’ (think extras on The Walking Dead) around. The area does have a pretty heavy tourist foot traffic, but this particular corner of Paris was a little bit scary to me. It is worth the visit though as it makes for a great photo, and it is very close to the Sacré-Cœur so you can kill two birds with one stone. I wasn’t disappointed by the windmill. It is really striking, and the buildings around it are beautiful, they are just leased to some dubious businesses… (None more so than the Starbucks Coffee house pictured 😉 )
On the walk up to the Moulin Rouge Mr BOTR thought he would surprise me with a bit of amazing modern architecture. This is another venue where, a few of my friends were like ‘What? You didn’t go in?’ We didn’t. We will next time! (A rainy winter visit. So there isn’t the temptation, or quite as much, to wander around and just take in this amazing city.)
The Centre Pompidou is the home of Modern Art, and a massive public library. It is spectacular to look at. So ugly it goes beyond all the norms of what you think a building should like in Paris, and then the colours hit you and it becomes a treat to look at. I loved it!
As well as this amazing structure this particular area was rife with street art, in general Paris is what I would call an artists paradise, there is just so much to look at, and from old works of art at the Louvre, down to new and up-and-coming graffiti artists, there was almost too much to take in.
I noticed an abundance of what I am struggling to describe as ‘papered graffiti’. Is there a term for this? Print off an image, paste it to a wall and maybe throw some glitter or confetti in for good measure, it isn’t something I have seen before, but there were several examples near the Pompidou Centre. They were probably some of my favourites. But the variety was amazing. From simple small tags, to entire walls, next time we go, I will make sure to book in with a walking tour of the famous pieces. But after all the variety and talent we saw, none amused me as much as these two warning posters…