The room is beautiful. Low lit table lamps, floor to ceiling red velvet, it’s exactly what I hoped and expected the Moulin Rouge to look like. I feel like I have walked straight into La Belle Epoque and all of a sudden I’m reminded that it’s over one hundred years old and rich in history as a venue.
Moving flat in Paris is a stressful experience. In the nearly three months it took me, there were several times when I considered giving up. “I can live in a cold, damp and dark 20 square metre space, pas de problème!” I used to say as I stepped over the puddles caused by my leaky sink, leaky shower, and leaky windows.