Batofar. 11 quai
François Mauriac.
An old fishing boat converted into a tiny bar/nightclub in the fairly
desolate 13th arrondissement. I think Saturday night is the best
night; a live MC lazes on stage accompanying low-key downtempo with a
big glass of red wine in her hand. People (not me) smoke pot openly
and the whole vibe is very cool.
One time I went there, I was lucky enough to catch blinkenlights
playing on the front of the Bibliothèque Nationale de France across
the street.
The web site is terrible.
. . .
Manif. à velo. First Saturday of every
month, 14h00 at Place de la Bastille.
This is Paris's version of the San Francisco "critical mass"
phenomenon: hundreds of bicyclers, rollerbladers, rollerskaters and
other people riding human-powered forms of transporation take over the
streets of Paris. The route changes from month to month, is
sanctioned by the police, and often ends on the hill up at Sacré
Coeur.
And it can be enormous: up to 5,000 riders have participated. I have
sat in a café on Bd du Montparnasse and watched the Manif go by for
forty-five minutes. I took a video.
Numerous stores in Paris rent
bicycles.