Life in the 9th

For the past two years I've called the 9th arrondissement home. I loved it, and had easy access to 5 metro lines , which is a huge perk to a logistics person like me. As for now, all my stuff is in storage and I'm waiting to hear about one apartment (cross your fingers!!!), but otherwise my Paris apartment search may be back on. These pictures definitely make my last living situation look far more glamorous than it was, but definitely captures some happy memories. Once I find a new apartment I'll share more inside my old one – all whopping 12m2/129sf of it. To start the tour, that's my street at dusk.

My front door (digicode to the right).

Only appropriate that I lived at #9 in the 9th arrondissement.

Often times in Paris behind closed doors, you'll find a secret garden. I loved my courtyard. Ironically, with my view over Paris, this tree was the only tree I could see. It was at this sight that I would quickly tell all my visitors to lower their expectations GREATLY.

The people with "real" apartments entered here, to a lovely stairwell and elevator.

I kept walking into the courtyard, where one of my neighbors had a lovely geranium.

But I lived in a "chambre de bonne" – a former maid's quarters – on the top / 5th floor of the apartment building and entered through the "service" entrance. Continue to lower your expectations.

Then it was 100 stairs up and down to my apartment. I had legs + buns of steal! Especially fun when moving out....

UPDATE: Said apartment didn't work out. Still looking.