Some notes on the “nightlife” of Paris. I walked past the Moulin Rouge (The Red Windmill) along the Boulevard de Clinchy (nestled in with row after row of sex shops). I have also located Crazy Horse, Lido, and Foliee Bérgere (if one wants a choice in entertainment, or conversely, if one wants to make a full night of it). On the other end of the entertainment spectrum, I found where most of the … er … les femmes de travaille … shall we say … spend their time, up along rue St.-Denis. A rather grim and hard looking bunch over all.
For a special night out in Paris, a friend and I had dinner at this famous old restaurant in Les Halles (a central neighborhood of Paris) called Au Pied de Cochon (The Pigs Feet – there were little pig feet door knobs). Lots of pig on the menu and of course, pigs’ feet. We opted for pork chops and steak. After dinner we went to a show at Crazy Horse. It a nice show. Although it is hard not to enjoy beautiful naked women dancing and jiggling about on stage.
After dinner, the taxi driver asked us if we were interested in a brothel. We declined his offer to show us one. Although in retrospect, it could have been an experience to spend an evening in a Parisian brothel.
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