Paris Step by Step: A Weekend in the Sweet 16th
Of the millions of visitors who make it all the way up the Champs Élysées to the top of the Arc de Triomphe, not many make it beyond – to the 16th arrondissement, where chic was practically invented. Guidebooks barely mention the place; you’d think there was nothing there except money.
Which is only partly true…
Next time you’re standing atop the Arc de Triomphe looking in the general direction the Louvre watching the tourist hordes swarm and shop along the Champs Élysées turn around towards that square thing in the distance, (La Grande Arche at La Defense, one of several monuments of and to the Mitterrand era) and you’ll notice a neighbourhood spread out before you. This is the 16th. Think Knightsbridge, Upper East Side, but twenty degrees cooler.
You won’t find any tourists here, but strolling along Avenue Foch, admiring the gardens and multi million Euro apartments, you will find this one of the most relaxing and sophisticated parts of town.
Avenue Foch is purely residential so the main drags to aim for are Avenue Malakoff which becomes Raymond Poincare, and Avenue Victor Hugo, in the general direction of Place Victor Hugo. There are a myriad of small streets off where elegant boutiques and tiny chocolate shops abound. All very stylish, all very Parisian.
How to get there:
From London, Eurostar is the best, cheapest, greenest way and within two and a half hours you are in central Paris. Once you hit the Gare du Nord go downstairs and take the metro (only 1.60 euro for a single ticket)across town on line 2 to Charles de Gaulle Etoile and then go one more stop on line 1 to Argentine, which takes 20 minutes. Alternatively take a taxi, though daytime traffic can be grindingly awful.
Getting around:
You don’t need a car in Paris, but should you feel the need for four wheels try a chauffeur driven 2CV for a few hours.
STAY WHERE?
Just down from the Arc de Triomphe but discreetly hidden off Avenue de la Grande Armee on Rue d’Argentines is Hotel Mon, a small converted townhouse done out in rock star chic, dark shadowy hues of black and red, with music and appropriately modish objets to make this one of the classiest stops in the city.
The darkness inside is boldly interrupted by a bright white reception table, adorned only by an equally bright white Apple Mac, and a friendly English-speaking welcome from staff who look like they’ve just escaped the catwalk for the day.
There’s a bar-restaurant-hangout adjoining the reception area, complete with obligatory velvet ropes outside, but the emphasis throughout Hotel Mon is on quiet. Beware, there’s a gargantuan jar of ironic chewy sweets. Don’t touch – they are platinum level 100% moreish.
To get to your room there’s one of those tiny Parisian elevators, a moving pillar-box red leatherette kiosk where two people can journey up, but only if they already know each other really well. The rooms are warm and comfortable, smartly kitted out with everything that’s new in boutique hotel land, including a flat screen TV with over 700 channels.
The queen size beds dominate – you’re there to sleep after all – and for once (in Paris) you’re in a very quiet part of town. Given that you’re less than a kilometre from all the hedonistic action you could possibly want, this is something very special.
The calm can be continued at the Mon Spa, where a series of programmes designed to soothe, recuperate, and delight are offered. Everything from beauty treatments and pedicures, to hair styling and oriental massage
Advertised room rates start at €199 but search around.
Useful links
2CV Tours
Eurostar website
Hotel Mon website
Rail Europe website
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