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Seeing Paris has always been a dream of mine, as for most anyone I have ever met. The idea of walking along the Seine, sipping coffee with croissants and divulging a bottle of delicious house wine over dinner is enough to make me book a flight tout de\u00a0suite<\/em>. I am working on my self-control.<\/p>\n

Nonetheless, as a friend just informed me, tourists are pervasive in Paris. To me, tourism is part of what keeps a city financially afloat, yet, it is the underground paths and\u00a0the off-beat tracks that keep a city alive.<\/p>\n

For this reason, I was excited by the NY DailyNews’ look at the “other” Paris <\/a>. It aims to describe the sights that most tourists don’t get to see, mainly due to the attraction to\u00a0the more popular attractions like\u00a0some tower called Eiffel, a gothic-cathedral and a rather\u00a0large museum used\u00a0for\u00a0the set of a\u00a0Dan Brown movie. This article suggests taking a different route and seeing the churches\u00a0or regions outside the typical tourist manual.<\/p>\n

Nevertheless, I forwarded this article to my friend and he said it was . . . well, he didn’t agree with it. His reasoning was that most of the attractions in the article are outside of Paris, one of which is 200 kms (124.3 miles) away. Although these sights would be interesting, he offered me a list of neighborhoods inside Paris that most tourists have yet to experience:<\/p>\n

Butte aux Cailles<\/a>, Canal Saint Martin, Place Sainte Marthe, Rue de Belleville<\/a>, Oberkampf, M\u00e9nilmontant (rue Boyer), Ch\u00e2teau Rouge-rue de Montreuil, rue Royer Collard, rue Quincampoix, Parc Montsouris-cit\u00e9 universitaire, Parc Montceaux, Coul\u00e9e verte<\/a>, Parc de Belleville . . . (just to name a few.)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

He told me there are other neighborhoods even more hidden that are worth a look, but the ones listed above\u00a0are the more well-known hidden paths. I checked out these neighborhoods online and found lists of things to do and see. There is such a community of information that I can’t help but think: this is where the true pulse of Paris lies.<\/p>\n

By Brit Weaver<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

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About the Author<\/strong>
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Toronto born and based, Brit is an avid leisure cyclist, coffee drinker and under-a-tree park-ist. She often finds herself meandering foreign cities looking for street eats to nibble, trees to climb, a patch of grass to sit on, or a small bookstore to sift through. You can find her musing life on her personal blog,\u00a0TheBubblesAreDead.wordpress.com<\/a>.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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