The beautiful thing about Paris is that I feel I could return a million times and always have new discoveries to make: new neighborhoods, new restaurants, new parks, and new pastry shops, to name a few. This was my fourth visit to the city, and even though I’m starting to feel like I know Paris well, still I’m sure I have only scratched the surface of what each arrondissement has to offer.
On the whole, I’ve done a good job (in my opinion) of visiting new places each time I find myself in Paris, yet in one large aspect, I have clearly been slacking. That is, when it comes time to pick a hotel, I seem to have one default response: stay on Rue Cler, of course.
There are so many other options – this trip, for example, I was thisclose to booking a place in Le Marais – yet something about Rue Cler keeps drawing me back in. I think, perhaps, it’s my wonderment that one tiny block can be packed with so much Parisian charm: the fromagerie selling a variety of fragrant French cheeses, the vegetable and fruit stands that pop up each morning, the creperie that cooks up wicked Nutella-laced concoctions, and Le Petit Cler, the perfect café for people watching.
Tucked away in the 7th arrondissement, Rue Cler is also a convenient base for exploring the rest of Paris. It’s an easy walk to the Eiffel Tower, Les Invalides, and the Rodin Museum (my personal favorite), not to mention the fact that it’s quite close to several different Métro stops. And if it’s food you seek, there are plenty of options as well, from shopping for picnic provisions at Rue Cler’s markets to eating at the many good restaurants found on the surrounding blocks. As far as Parisian home bases go, then, Rue Cler is a good one.
I would like to say that, next time around, I’ll be a bit more adventurous in choosing accommodations, yet part of me suspects that this simply is not true. In a city that constantly offers new art exhibits, culinary experiments, and fashion trends, it’s comforting to know that Rue Cler remains as reliable as ever, a lovely little place to call “home” while living la vie parisienne.