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revolution_fr2009-09-16 03:40 pm
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Of Questionable Sense of Humour and Questionable Street-Naming in Paris.
Hello there, Revolution-lovers. I am living in Paris for the next four months (oh, yes) in the 17e arr., and for now I got the time to partially see the Parc Monceau, and on my way there, the famous Lycée Carnot in front of which Pierre Chaunu needs to spit every time he passes in front of it -- or so he says.
Today, I ventured to discover the Rue Saint-Just of Paris:
Here comes the joke about it -- prepare to laugh: I really love how it's a tiny, ridiculously tiny street almost out of the "walls" of Paris, that there's nothing worth seeing, and not even actual houses, and that it also happens to be connected to the "Avenue du cimetière des Battignoles". Oh, yes, because not only is it a dead-end, but it leads to a cemetary and all the addresses at the street are thus cemetary-related businesses:
No kidding.
Flowers for the dead, undertakers, marble for the tombstones and vaults, burial maintenance. Oh, the joke. Saint-Just appreciates the macabre humour, guys. It's really subtle. Subtler than that, you're called Simon Schama. Someone lol'ed himself to death when he gave him that street. Seriously. I'd like to see the minutes of the council that decided to attribute him that street... At least Robespierre's got a métro station, even if it's technically outside the 'walls' of Paris! Still better a métro station in a communist commune than a macabre intramuros street...
I think I stayed just two minutes on the actual street, because it was really almost, well, like they say la zone. It was really lost, and there were random people staring at me oddly or angrily or wtf-y, probably wondering why I was taking photos of the entrance of the cemetary, of the tiny businesses, and of the street panels, because none of them probably know who poor Saint-Just is.
--And, erm, because it just had to happen, as I was walking back the Avenue de Clichy to get the farthest from there, that's what I found:
Ooooooooooooooh dear. Now that's more of that same humour, isn't it? Oh dear.
Today, I ventured to discover the Rue Saint-Just of Paris:
Here comes the joke about it -- prepare to laugh: I really love how it's a tiny, ridiculously tiny street almost out of the "walls" of Paris, that there's nothing worth seeing, and not even actual houses, and that it also happens to be connected to the "Avenue du cimetière des Battignoles". Oh, yes, because not only is it a dead-end, but it leads to a cemetary and all the addresses at the street are thus cemetary-related businesses:
No kidding.
Flowers for the dead, undertakers, marble for the tombstones and vaults, burial maintenance. Oh, the joke. Saint-Just appreciates the macabre humour, guys. It's really subtle. Subtler than that, you're called Simon Schama. Someone lol'ed himself to death when he gave him that street. Seriously. I'd like to see the minutes of the council that decided to attribute him that street... At least Robespierre's got a métro station, even if it's technically outside the 'walls' of Paris! Still better a métro station in a communist commune than a macabre intramuros street...
I think I stayed just two minutes on the actual street, because it was really almost, well, like they say la zone. It was really lost, and there were random people staring at me oddly or angrily or wtf-y, probably wondering why I was taking photos of the entrance of the cemetary, of the tiny businesses, and of the street panels, because none of them probably know who poor Saint-Just is.
--And, erm, because it just had to happen, as I was walking back the Avenue de Clichy to get the farthest from there, that's what I found:
Ooooooooooooooh dear. Now that's more of that same humour, isn't it? Oh dear.
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And hey, I'll be living in the 9e for the next ten months! I know I never post here and I'm more of a nineteenth-century gal, but I just had to give a shoutout because yay, a fellow nerd in Paris.
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By the way, Maelicia...I know I'm bothering you, but since you are in Paris and I think I will not travel there after some loooong time ....may you take a little pic of "François Hanriot" street, at Nanterre, the place he was born in? I know there's a quite long street there with his name, and since nobody speaks about him...
Of course, you may ask anything from Buenos Aires! My camera is always reading to take good sights of historical places. Nothing historical of my country -Argentina- even escaped to my objective! :D
HanriotFran.
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Maybe it's not so bad - some graveyards are tourist attractions e.g. Highgate cemetary in London (my favourite) or Pere Lachaise...better a graveyard than a road full of fur coat and handbag boutiques for stupid millionaires!
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