Thursday, May 9, 2013

Wherever I travel, I always bring along works of fiction that either take place in the destination I'm going to or in some way relate to it -- I refer to these as companion reading.  I've never understood people who, usually at the last minute, look around for 'any old books' they say they need for the airplane or train or bus.  Part of immersing oneself in a destination is insuring that even when you're in transit you're enveloped in the place at which you'll soon be arriving (I suppose there may be some places on earth for which there is no companion reading, though I feel certain I could come up something that is somehow related).

However, even though I find and enjoy lots of fiction related to the places I'm going, it's rare to find an author who is as completely smitten with the place as I am, someone who has delved into a place's history and current affairs and makes it his or her business to really make readers feel they are right there.

 
 Michelle Lovric is one of these authors, and Venice is her specialty.  Not that finding companion reading for Venice is difficult, but if you have not yet read The Undrowned Child or its sequel The Mourning Emporium and you're en route to Venice soon make absolutely sure these are in your carry-on bag!  But even if you're not literally off to Venice, if you are a fan of page-turning historical fiction or adventure stories you will love these books.

If you've been to Venice in the fall or winter (and I hope you have, but more on this shortly) you will recognize well this description, which is the opening paragraph in The Undrowned Child:

"The fog that fell upon Venice that evening was like a bandage wrapped round the town.  First the spires of the churches disappeared.  Then the palaces on the Grand Canal were pulled into the soft web of white.  Soon it was impossible to see anything at all.  People held their hands out in front of them and fumbled their way over bridges like blind men.  Every sound was muffled, including the sighs of the steam ferries nosing through the black waters.  It would be an exceedingly bad night to fall in the water, for no one would hear a cry for help."   

Terrific, right?  Both of these novels are officially classified as young adult, but trust me, they make for very good reading for full-grown adults.  As A. N. Wilson, author of C. S. Lewis: A Biography noted of The Undrowned Child, "this is the sort of book that is labeled 'for children' but that will be passed round the eager family...Crammed with history, fantasy and beautiful comedy, this book gets a five-star rating." I put Lovric's fictional writing about Venice in the same category as Alan Furst's writing about Paris, Sarah Dunant's writing about Renaissance Florence, Lawrence Durrell's writing about Alexandria, and Laurie Albanese and Laura Morowitz writing about Fra Filippo Lippi in their book The Miracles of Prato.

Now, back to my comment about Venice in the fall or winter: a number of my friends and colleagues will only visit Venice in fall or winter, and I concur that Venice in these seasons is an absolutely, completely different city than it is in spring or summer.  In an essay in my book on Venice, the Veneto, and Friuli-Venezia Giulia, author and all-around Italian authority Fred Plotkin notes in "Venice in Winter" that "Winter is the only time of year when La Serenissima is, indeed, serene... and it is only now that you will find restaurants, cafes, and wine bars filled with Venetians.  The rest of the year, they retreat into their homes, taking refuge from the tourist stampede, so the fair-weather visitor misses a crucial element of life in Venice.  To be in Venice without Venetians is to know the city's stones but not its soul."  I'm not sure I would never go to Venice in the spring -- though I always advise avoiding Venice like the plague in the summer -- and if you have plans to be in Venice sometime between now and early June I think you will have a wonderful time. 

I also think if you can find a copy of my book -- it's out of print, but I do see copies online, notably at www.abebooks.com -- you'll find it to be a valuable compendium.  And even better, I was able to meet Michelle Lovric via e-mail, and she's kindly shared lots and lots of wonderful stuff and personal recommendations about Venice in the Q and A interview below.  BUT BEFORE YOU GET THERE I must tell you about her newest project: saving the bookshops of Venice.  An alarming number of Venice's venerable bookstores are closed or are on the verge of closing, and over 100 Venetian writers and writers about Venice, as well as illustrators, are part of an unprecedented class action by Alessandro Marzo Magno, author of The Dawn of Books: When Venice Made the World Read.  Read Lovric's eloquent and passionate essay she contributed to The History Girls for the full story (click on Lovric's name under the list of labels on the right side); but as she notes in this piece, these bookstore losses have become untenable, and that "in Venice, the cradle of Italian printing, the loss of the bookshops is less bearable than elsewhere."  And did you know that Venice was the first city to print the Koran in Arabic, where the first books were produced in Armenian, and where the very first best-sellers appeared?  Lovric is perhaps uniquely qualified to be a part of this manifesto: her second novel, The Floating Book (which is fascinating, by the way) is about the dawn of printing in Venice, and she spent a lot of time doing research for the book in the Marciana library, which holds one of the greatest classical collections in the world -- including two manuscripts of The Iliad from the 5th and 6th centuries -- as well as the first book ever printed in Venice, and where Lovric held a first edition of Catullus.  Venice is, indeed, the last place that bookshops ought to die, and this campaign is urgent and important to mankind and it deserves our support. Spread the word!        
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Q: By your own admission you have “always lived a waterbound life,” in Australia, in Devon, England, and in Venice.  It’s clear you have a passion for watery locales, but it could have been the reverse for you – what is it exactly that you love about living by bodies of water? 

A: Water creates a particular dancing light that I find irresistible. In Venice, it plays under bridges. In London, the Thames washes a rheumy light into my home, making it easier to concentrate than in playful Venice. Where there is water, there is always human transit too, and every journey is a story of sorts. All writers are voyeurs. Waterborne people are more interesting to spy on than those in cars. Their voyages always seem more exciting and romantic.


Q: When did you first visit Venice, and what made you decide to move there? 

A: I first saw Venice when I was eighteen. I was traveling on my own. I stood on the vaporetto going up the Grand Canal and something clicked inside me that said ‘contract’. I had contracted a kind of marriage to Venice. I knew that I would have business with her, be part of her. That night I was walking around Venice pursued by a random Italian who had unilaterally decided that I needed a guide. He was standing on a bridge beside me when a man in a gondola threw me a red rose (yes, these things happen in Venice). My self-appointed guide was so infuriated that he sank his teeth into my shoulder. I can’t remember how I got rid of him, but I do remember that the rose seemed to consecrate what I was already feeling, about Venice reaching out to me, extending a tangible invitation.

The feeling of ‘contract’ meant that after that I spent part of every year in Venice, sometimes a short holiday, sometimes for a month, or two months or three. I started to learn Italian. Then one of my anthologies became a New York Times bestseller, and I suddenly knew that my life could change as I wished it to change. So the first thing I did was book a month in an apartment in Venice and that’s when I wrote my first novel, Carnevale.

It may sound frightfully grand but I do feel now a part of Venice’s cultural history. I have written nine novels set there, and taken a leading part in the campaign to restore the Column of Infamy of Baiamonte Tiepolo, giving lectures in Italian to explain the importance of this monument to the Venetians themselves. I have tried to bring Italian history to life for young people, and in my books I try to express my feeling that the city is more than a place. She is a character in all my books: in truth, the leading character.

Q: Did you speak Italian before you arrived in Venice, and did it take long to understand the Venetian dialect?

A: I started learning Italian about fifteen years ago, I guess. I made an appointment with Ornella Tarantola, of the Italian bookshop in London. But after six weeks I had enough Italian that we began to talk about clothes and men and food, and became close, close friends, a friendship that brings me joy still. She introduced me to members of the huge Italian community in London, and I began to socialise in Italian. I did a couple of short courses on my long stays in Venice, but most of my Italian comes from being an inveterate chatterer and not being shy about making mistakes so long as I can communicate. Italian friends are amazed by my vocabulary – I love words and collect them like stamps. Italian grammar is really quite simple, and the pronunciation is mostly logical. It is a language that loves the tongue, and the memory, and cleaves to them both.

I don’t speak Venetian dialect, though I understand a bit and I use some of the words because they are more appropriate. For example, the Venetian word for ‘rat’ is ‘pantegana’. Given that there have been a lot of rats in my Venetian life, I use the local word with the town rat catcher, my neighbours and the palazzo cat, who is doing her mighty best against them.

Otherwise, I feel strongly that the Venetian dialect is not for outsiders. Venetians have no privacy: the 59,000 inhabitants are besieged by 21 million tourists a year. Their language is their only refuge, a place where they can be themselves, so I want them to have it.

Q: You have written about love, poetry, literature, cats, language, humor, food, marriage, museums, travel, and architecture, among a number of other subjects.  But all of this was aimed at an adult audience.  Where did your interest in writing for young adults come from, and when did you start working on The Undrowned Child?  

A: It was a lovely German editor friend of mine who said that I should write for young adults. I said, ‘No, I write about sex, and drugs and minuets (by which I mean, love, the history of medicine and cultural history). How would I write for children? No, don’t make me!’  She said, ‘I am going out for two hours. Just give it two hours and write.’  So I did, and I was hooked. I loved the demands of pace, clarity and morality that children’s writing creates. I love writing humorous characters, like Turtledove the Faginesque dog in The Mourning Emporium or Sofonisba the sardonic cat in the same book.

My adult non-fiction research has definitely nourished my children’s writing. The scatologically-inclined mermaids in The Undrowned Child and The Mourning Emporium were created from research I had done into sailor and pirate language for an earlier non-fiction book.  And the women’s quack cures that weaken the London mermaids came from a book I’d written on the subject ten years before.  I have been lucky to have superb editors, who have taught me so much as I went along. I would say in fact that writing for children has improved my writing for adults, which is becoming more disciplined.  I am now thinking about my fifth novel for children, interested in freshwater mermaids and even more bad language.  

Q: I love great opening lines in novels, and surely the opener to The Mourning Emporium is a good one: “The fog that fell upon Venice that evening was like a bandage wrapped round the town.”  Where do the words ‘mourning emporium’ in the title come from?

A: There was a famous shop in Victorian London’s Regent Street called Jay’s, which traded in all the paraphernalia for mourning: clothes, stationery, hats, muffs, handkerchiefs, camisoles. Jay’s styled itself a mourning warehouse. Part of the novel is set in an establishment very much based on Jay’s. But I liked the sonorous quality of ‘Emporium’ better than ‘Warehouse’, and especially the internal rhyme with ‘Mourning’.
  
Q: To take nothing away from the stories in both books, which are highly engrossing and entertaining and well written, I admit I am so impressed that you included ‘Places and Things in The Undrowned Child That You Can Still See in Venice’ and ‘What is True, and What’s Made up?’ in The Mourning Emporium – these are my favorite parts! (They are very similar to the section in my Venice book called ‘A to Z Informazioni Pratiche,’ which has become an A to Z Miscellany in my more recent books.)  Clearly you have a desire to share some of the wonderful and historic treasures of Venice with visitors to the city.  What are 10 sites you would recommend for both first-time visitors and those who’ve been before?     


A:  My publishers were very supportive about the idea of including the Places and Things – and I am so glad. People very often comment on how useful it has been for them and I receive lovely fan letters from people who have used the book to do Undrowned Child tours of Venice. One of my fans came to Venice last year and I gave her the tour myself, from Signor Rioba to the Butcher Biasio. It was just as much fun for me as it was for her.

My top ten (in fact 15) things to do in Venice:
1. walk from the beginning of the Zattere near San Basilio to the Punta della Dogana and look at the view of the bacino, preferably eating a huge gelato. Try to make it last till the church of Salute.
2.  The Basilica of San Marco but don’t queue up to go right inside. Instead, take a steep little flight of steps to the right of the entrance. This takes you up to a gallery where you have the most gorgeous view of the interior. Also, cover up. No shorts, bare arms or decolletée.
3. Scuola di San Giorgio degli Schiavoni (Carpaccio paintings) the most beautiful chapel in Venice. A little jewel box. Never crowded and well worth finding. Take some kind of reference material with you, preferably Ruskin (St Mark’s Rest), so you can ‘read’ the paintings.
4. San Giorgio Maggiore, the island facing the Piazzetta, has a tall bell-tower from which you get a stupendous view of the city and not the queues for the Campanile in San Marco. Sitting on the stones outside this church, on the edge of the water, is one of the nicest views of Venice. Turner and Canaletto thought so too. Take a picnic. The Fondazione Cini owns this island and has an institute here that sometimes hosts exhibitions. The wonderful cloisters are sometimes open to the public for guided tours.
5. Doge’s Palace this is a must. If you can, book to see the Secret Itinerary which also includes entrance to the rest of the palace. The itinerary will take you to Casanova’s cell in the leads and other places inaccessible with a normal ticket. A bit of climbing is involved. After the itinerario (which you can book in English, with an English-speaking guide) you are free to wander around the palace’s public parts. VERY nice cafe down by the water gate on the ground floor, though the coffee is heart-stopping. You need a whole day at the Doge’s Palace really. You need to book the secret itinerary a few days in advance, in general. Better still, book before you come to Venice, to make sure.
6. Caffè Florian for the beautiful art on the walls or to sit on the benches in the covered passageway. Try Florian’s famous hot chocolate piled with whipped cream. It’s thick, dark and amazing. In the past, Venetians loved chocolate so much that they would sell a slave for ten cocoa beans.  The nobility had hot chocolate in the mornings, in bed, instead of tea or coffee. There’s a funny poem by Antonio Sforza (eighteenth century) about his obsession with hot chocolate, in which he declares that when he dies he wishes to have his bones ground up and made into bone-china cups for more hot chocolate.
7. Biennale art festival takes place June onwards, every second year, 2007, 2009, at the Giardini. Each country has a pavilion. It takes a day and is alternately disgusting, exhilarating, amusing. There is a separate part at the Arsenale, the old naval shipyards. If that is open, go at all costs because the architecture inside is stupendous, gives you a full sense of Venice’s former might. You really need a day each at the sites. Sadly, pretentious and stretched-out repetitive video installations are overtaking painting and sculpture, but there is always something interesting to see. The Biennale also spreads into town: some private palazzi are used as temporary exhibition sites, and it is always worth getting inside even if the art is terrible. Your ticket to the main exhibition should get you into the ‘in town’ exhibits too. Some of those are free entrance, anyway.
8. You really should take a gondola ride, if possible. By far the best time to do this is at night. The water is calmer; the city retreats into her past. And you should ask the gondolier to take you into the quiet smaller canals. A night-ride in one of the beautiful black boats is not ‘just for the tourists’. I do it as often as possible, even though I live in Venice.  If the gondola is a bit expensive, there is a way you can have a short ride in one for 50 cents: take the traghetto. These are real gondolas that work as ferries, taking up to fourteen people at a time across the Grand Canal. Two gondoliers pole them, one at each end. There are various places to take them, including Rialto, Santa Maria del Giglio and San Tomà. In The Undrowned Child, Teo meets the ghost of Pedro-the-Crimp on the traghetto between San Samuele and Ca’ Rezzonico – because that is the one I usually get to do my shopping. But it is currently under threat of being axed because of lack of funds.  It is traditional to stand up in the traghetto. But if some people sit down on the ledges at the sides of the boat, then it is OK – but you must watch out and make sure that the weight is balanced.
9. Church of Miracoli, the prettiest back end of a church in Venice and nice square where you can enjoy the church and good cappuccino under big white parasols. Service can be surly, and the prices are blatant brigandage, but just look at that church. In this area, every few months, is a good flea market. It is always worth asking your hotel if it is the weekend for the Miracoli flea market. Most of it is junk, but it’s VENETIAN junk, so worth a look.
10. Ca’ d’Oro is the oldest gothic palazzo and still the most beautiful on the Grand Canal. Now it’s an art gallery. Remember to go into the courtyard – it’s the best part.
11. Grand Canal at night. One of the best things to do is to take a vaporetto late in the evening. Go to the open bit at the back or the front (if on an old-style vap – the new technovaps don’t have seats at the front). From there you can see all the palazzi with their lamps lit, illuminating painted ceilings and other treasures. Take a round trip from Zattere back to Academia or San Marco.
12. The Natural History Museum in Venice is surprisingly fantastic. Housed in the old Turkish Foundation building, it has a stunning modern collection and also a charming, frightening, old collection of hunting trophies including a gorilla whose belly is now bare from being stroked by too many Venetian schoolchildren. The animals in this museum feature in my forthcoming novel, The Fate-in-the-Box. Santa Croce 1730 - 30135 Venezia - 041/2750206.
13. Say hello to the statue of Signor Rioba, one of the heroes of The Undrowned Child, may be
found, with those of his brothers, in the Campo dei Mori, near the church of Madonna
del Orto. When you see his strong, cross face, you will understand why I made him
speak so coarsely in the book! Also nearby is the Palazzo Mastelli, which has a relief
of a camel.
14. Visit the old lady who stopped a revolution. Just behind the clock tower in San Marco, look up and left. You will see a sculpture of an old lady throwing a mortar and pestle out of her window. This is a tribute to the lady who killed the standard-bearer of Baiamonte Tiepolo just before his
revolutionary forces arrived in San Marco, on their way to kill the Doge and take over
the city. When the standard-bearer died, everyone lost heart for fighting and the
revolution was soon put down. And the anger of Baiamonte Tiepolo’s ghost is the evil that fuels
the dangerous storylines of both The Mourning Emporium and The Undrowned Child.
15. Contarini del Bovolo. This building was created for a man who had grown rich by selling sausages. I don’t want to spoil the surprise for you, but I will tell you this much: you will immediately see why the name Bovolo or Snail-shell  is very appropriate. Corte dei Risi o del Bovolo, San Marco 4299

Q:  I have to ask you about the Syrian cats (I am a big cat person, and I am proud to say that my cat Seymour, who was a very fat Siamese, lived to be 23) – you mention the charity DINGO in The Undrowned Child and that this organization has cleared the streets of Venice of its once numerous wild cats.  Why did this happen?  And, since you offered, what are some Venice shops that still have their own resident cats

A:  I am a huge cat person two. In London, I now have two tabbies called Mu and Caramella, who has caramel-coloured eyes.  It is quite true about the Syrian cats (apart from the wings with which I endow them in my books).  Venice has always needed cats. Other cities faced invading armies, and built defensive walls. But Venice only had walls of water, and hence invasions of water rats and of mice. The navy and merchant ships from the east brought an involuntary passenger... the black rat, who brought the plague that  exterminated a third of Venetians in the 17th century. So Venetians imported some particularly ferocious Syrian, or tabby cats, and crossed them with the native lagoon cats, to make hunters.  Cats were soon ‘serving’ on Venetian ships, to keep the mice out of the food stores. It is noted that sometimes three or four cats were recruited for the ships. They were also thought to bring good fortune to the sailors.  The word for tabby in Italian is ‘Soriano’, obviously relating to the Syrian background of these beasts.

In 1964 there came to Venice an Englishwoman named Helena Sanders (1911–97) who set up a charity eventually known as DINGO. Claiming that there were 50,000 starving and sick cats, she


initiated a cull, to the astonishment and horror of many Venetians. These days the charity DINGO does not kill cats except in extremis but houses them in a gattile at Malamocco. They also provide little houses and food for colonies of wild cats in various parts of Venice. You do not see as many cats as you used to in Venice, sadly. But if you want to have some sightings, there are about a dozen who hang out near the deconsecrated church of Cosma e Damiano on the Giudecca. A few can be seen in the Campo dei Mori quite often. And quite a few shops have resident cats. I did a series of interviews with these cats for my website. There’s the lovely grey Perla at Rigattieri in Santo Stefano, Matilde at Can e Gato (Venetian for ‘Cat and Dog’), on the Fondamenta del Soccorso, marmalade Van Gogh at Shanti Daan near San Barnaba, emerald-eyed Minou at Martin Pescatore near Santi Giovanni e Paolo.

Q: What are some of the places you regularly frequent in your sestiere and beyond?

A:  Best coffee – da Gino in San Vio, also for the amazing smile of the barista Emilio, and the way he says ‘Ciao Michelle!’
Best food shopping – Rialto market, not just for the food but for the ‘cries’ of the traders touting their vegetables and the sheer beauty of the setting, on the edge of the Grand Canal.  
Best garden – Sant’Elena, where the tall trees make for shade and you almost never see a tourist. The park was recently devastated by a tornado, and some trees lost, but it is still beautiful and peaceful.
Best shops – for clothes I love the exotic Federica’s boutique near San Toma’. It’s called Zazu (San Polo 2750) and also, though it is pricey, Hibiscus, near Rialto.
Best library – the Marciana, once you get past the arcane ordering system and know at which archway to present yourself for books of different centuries.
Best restaurants – Beccafico – Sicilian cuisine in Venice, rich and powerful flavours - Campo Santo Stefano, San Marco 2801, 041 527 4879. For lovely meat dishes and interesting pastas, Pan e Vino San Daniele, Campo dell’Angelo Raffaele - Dorsoduro 1722, 30123 Venezia, 041 5237456. Also Osteria alla Zucca for its buttery pumpkin mousse topped by pumpkin seeds and chalky taleggio in a slick of dark green olive oil. San Stae, Ramo del Megio 1762 - 041 5241570. Nearby is one of the nicest local squares, San Giacomo dell’ Orio, where quite often you will often find interesting things happening in the evenings, such as moonlit ballroom dancing competitions, tango classes, Mexican festivals and dog shows. And not far away is All’Anfora, very good for children or people on a budget. I don’t like pizza but I would eat pizza every day if I could have it here. This is a little pizzeria-trattoria near the San Biasio vaporetto stop. (The Butcher Biasio, who made stew out of children, is one of the villains in The Undrowned Child). But he’s long gone so it’s perfectly safe for kids now.  The pizzas at the Anfora have a lovely light slender crust and good toppings. Calle dei Bari, Santa Croce 1223 - 041 524 0325

Q: What books about Venice– for both children and adults – are among your favorites?

A:  My all-time favourite book about Venice has never been translated into English, which is a serious shame. It is called Curiosita’ Veneziane and it is by Giuseppe Tassini, who is actually a character in my novel, Talina in the Tower. Curiosita’ is a kind of historical gazetteer of the whole city, explain the names and happenings in each street. I have a pocket edition that lives in my handbag. Who knows when you might pass down ‘The Little Street of the Big Eye’ and need to know why it has that name?

In terms of novels about Venice, I love (for young readers) Mary Hoffman’s Stravaganza: City of Masks.  For adult readers, I admire very much Juan Manuel de Prada's The Tempest,
Tiziano Scarpa's Venice is a Fish and Stabat Mater, and Jeanette Winterson's The Passion.  And of course I enjoy Donna Leon’s Commissario Brunetti series as well.

Q:  What do you read when you’re not reading about Venice?  

A:  I read a lot of YA and adult fiction, always absorbent, interested, learning from other writers. Books that have made me very happy and stimulated recently are State of Wonder by Anne Patchett and The Land of Decoration by Grace McCleen.

Q:  What is your favorite time of year that you recommend people visit Venice?

A:  The quietest time is early December and January before the tourists come for Carnevale. The weather is very cold, and there is frequently aqua alta, which makes the city both tricky and fascinating to negotiate. There are also beautiful mists and even snow. This year the lagoon even froze over for a few days, a glorious sight. I would recommend those times, for their atmosphere, and for the pleasure of getting in out of the cold to drink hot chocolate.  If you are there on January 6th you can watch gondoliers dressed in drag racing down to Rialto as part of the Befana celebrations. You’ll be given free hot chocolate and galani biscuits too.

Q:  Where else do you travel in Italy?

A:  I have plans to visit Matera in Southern Italy as soon as I can. I love Rome. But nothing can quite compare with Venice. The one time I took a driving holiday in Italy, I came home early to Venice because I was homesick.

Q:  What projects are you working on now?

A: I have just finished my fourth book for young readers, The Fate-in-the-Box, a story about an 18th-century Venice full of ticking, jumping, walking automata and haunted by a Primaeval Crocodile. And I am working on my fifth novel for adults. The fourth one, The Book of Human Skin, dealt with all aspects of the largest organ of our body, with the story spread from Venice to Peru in the early nineteenth century. This new one is about hair, which turns out to be of enormous cultural significance. Harnessing the research into a readable novel is quite a challenge but I’m loving it. 
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Even more about Venice can be found on Lovric's website, www.michellelovric.com -- I especially love the selection of Venetian proverbs that Lovric originally featured at the beginning of each chapter in her first novel, Carnevale (Virago PRess, 2002) -- as well in her excellent anthology, Venice: Tales of the City (Little, Brown, 2005).  Lovric can also be found online at the Scattered Authors' Society website (An Awfully Big Blog Adventure) and at English Writers in Italy.


Wednesday, April 24, 2013





Readers of my Paris book likely know of Kim Horton Levesque, who wrote an indispensable book called Pampered in Paris: A Guide to the Best Spas, Salons and Beauty Boutiques (The Little Bookroom, 2010) -- I featured this terrific book under the 'Spas' entry in my A to Z Miscellany.  Kim's been busy since that book was published, and her newest project is Paris With Children (also published by The Little Bookroom, one of my very favorite book publishers in the world).  I'm pleased and honored to participate in Kim's official blog tour this season.

I know very well that Kim's Pampered book took a lot of work, but Paris With Children took infinitely more, and Kim deserves a whole heap of praise for compiling such a book.  In the same way that I only recently began to appreciate how beneficial spas are for travelers, it was only when I read Kim's new book that I discovered it isn't just for travelers with children in tow.  There are so many great suggestions in this book for anyone who's spending time in Paris.

The first 46 pages of the book are devoted to practical information -- preparing for your Paris journey and useful tips for when you arrive -- and then Kim shares a wealth of Play, Eat, Shop, Stay recommendations for 9 geographic neighborhoods (rather than Paris's 20 arrondissements -- she explains that designating an area 'Louvre-Tuileries-Opera' is more useful, especially to a parent who is unfamiliar with Paris).  

The features I like best are that Kim suggests not only lesser-known activities and sites but also points out features of famous places that are interesting and useful (and that in some cases I'd completely forgotten about); the recommendations for places to stay are winners with or without kids and I learned of a handful of accommodations that I'm going to investigate, like the

Hospitel Hôtel Dieu -- did you know there is actual hotel on the 6th floor of Paris's oldest hospital?  It's right on place du Parvis Notre Dame and there are 14 rooms, a bit spartan as you might expect but a double is about 72 euros; the boutiques and stores included are all unique, French, and places many visitors would enjoy frequenting; and finally Kim's attitude, which is admittedly just like mine.  Fifteen years ago, a few months before my daughter was born, I was feeling anxious that my life as a mother was going to drastically alter my ability to travel.  My friend, Bruce H., helped me snap out of my funk by pointing out that my husband and I would have to travel differently than we did before but we would indeed still travel, because we love it.  As Bruce is both a parent and a world traveler, he advised us not to overthink the situation, because then we would find a million reasons not to travel.  The way Kim and I see it, parents can make the decision never to go anywhere and deprive both children and adults of a priceless experience, or they can plan an itinerary with kids in mind and take off on a new journey.  Children have as much to teach us as we do them when traveling -- their curiosity and imagination make even familiar destinations seem new.  Worth noting is a letter to the editor I read some years ago in the travel section of The New York Times.  The writer stated she felt that the author of a previously published essay underestimated the impact of a five-year-old child's first trip to Europe.  She emphasized that twenty years after her first trip to Italy, she became an art student, earned her master's degree in art history, and worked as a museum curator.  My personal experiences in traveling with children have taught me that one should never underestimate how much children will absorb and retain, and what will inspire and enthuse them.     


What made you decide to write this book?

A: For one, I’m an idealist. As I mentioned in the book’s introduction, I believe that immersing my children in an unfamiliar language, exposing them to unforgettable art and new flavors will nurture their curiosity and hopefully inspire a lifetime of learning. It’s important for them to see firsthand that people eat, speak, live and believe differently in this world.

Secondly, I thought that if I wrote about this subject we’d get to spend more time together in Paris as a family for the research phase than we did with my last book––and we did. My girls helped me so much–they were always the voice of reason and pragmatism as we ran around the city. They were quick to tell me when they’d had enough sightseeing which was my cue to find the nearest playground and let them run off steam.

I’d traveled to Paris many times with the girls, but had never purchased a travel-with-kids type of book because they didn’t speak to me. I wanted to put together an extraordinarily practical guide for parents who take their kids to Paris. I’d heard my friends express their fear of traveling abroad with their little ones many times––I kept them in mind as I wrote this. I wanted families to be able to plan a good balance of adult and child-centered activities. Equally important, I wanted them to be able to find restrooms (it can be tough in Paris!) and quick, healthy meals when they were out and about.


Is there an activity/site that ended up surprising you as being interesting for kids?

A: Montmartre’s Place du Tertre comes to mind. I’d taken my kids to Sacré-Coeur before, but hadn’t walked them up the backside of the hill––this is the Montmartre walk I’ve included in my book. I had, however, done this tour with a group of high school students about a decade ago. I taught French for six years and accompanied several groups of teenagers to France and Francophone countries–and I remembered them loving Place du Tertre and the Montmartre neighborhood, but I wasn’t sure what my 6-year-old would think.

My daughter and I had had a delightful time meandering the steep backstreets behind the Sacré-Coeur Basilica. We’d passed a group of silver-haired French women who were painting the scenery on Place Emile Goudeau – an open-air art class. Madeleine asked to stop and watch. She looked at me after a few minutes, eyes earnest, and said, “Mom, I am coming to Paris when I’m older to study art. I want to paint like this.” I loved hearing that!

We continued on our way towards Place du Tertre, stopping so she could play and have a snack at Square Suzanne Buisson, a compact but well-appointed park.

Eventually, we reached the Place du Tertre. I saw the mass of tourists and instantly recoiled. I guess I’d always fancied myself too sophisticated a traveler to spend much time in what is such a touristy area. Madeleine in all of her glorious innocence, however, saw something completely different. She saw a bustling square full of artists–brimming with bright colors and cheerful activity. She asked for a portrait––I cringed (discreetly). In less than a minute she was seated before an artist. And then, almost immediately, I found myself overcome with an acute sense of joy, understanding that we were indelibly recording the collection of extraordinary moments that we had shared that day...in chalk. Madeleine had taken me off-checklist and on an unanticipated detour to what she wanted to see and do.

Photos end up piled in drawers, at least mine do. Paintings, especially ones of your child, are framed and hung. This day I’d planned to show “my” off-the-beaten-path Paris to Madeleine–instead she shared hers with me. It was a compelling moment that informed the rest of our trip and all of our travels since.

My best advice for parents: Be open to the Paris your child wants to see.

Madeleine in place du Tertre

Hotels that are suitable for families, who have just one child or more, are hard to identify in guidebooks and even on some websites. Talk about a handful of Paris hotels that you particularly recommend and why.

A: All travelers will find the hotels I’ve included in Paris with Children appealing. Primarily because I tried to find those that offer more space than the typical minuscule Parisian room. One of my favorites is the Hôtel Résidence Henri IV in the Latin Quarter (50, rue des Bernardins, 5th arr., www.residencehenri4.com/index.php). It’s tucked into a quiet cul-de-sac and sits adjacent to a tranquil park with a playground for 2- to 10-year-olds. The hotel’s interior is traditionally decorated; each room recalls King Henri IV and significant personalities in his life. In addition to the eight guest rooms, there are five apartments. Each is equipped with a kitchenette that has a small refrigerator, mini-bar, electric cooktop, microwave, dishes and utensils (Doubles from 145E; apartments from 250E). It’s the next best thing to an actual apartment.

My Left-Bank bias will be apparent here as I suggest another outstanding hotel, this time in the Saint-Germain neighborhood. I think the Relais St. Germain (9, carrefour de l’Odéon, 6th arr., www.hotel-paris-relais-saint-germain.com) is an excellent choice for families, but it books up months in advance so call early. Its decor is warm and inviting and rooms are large for Paris. Doubles can accommodate families of four on a king-sized bed and a day bed with trundle (400E). This boutique hotel also happens to be owned and managed by acclaimed chef Yves Camdeborde and his wife, Claudine. A gourmet breakfast is included in the nightly price and can be taken in-room at any time during the day or until 10:30am in the restaurant. Extra beds and baby cots are available.

Apartments, however, have many advantages over hotel rooms. Flats are usually less expensive than a hotel and children have more space to roam. Kitchen facilities are invaluable for those with picky eaters or food allergies. Apartments offer a more authentic glimpse into everyday life in the capital by allowing families to interact with Parisians as neighbors. I’ve had good experiences with several companies including www.parisattitude.com and www.haveninparis.com. I’ve provided a more extensive list of agencies in my book as well the questions parents must ask before renting.

                                                                                                       Charlotte and Juliette at the Jardin     
                                                                                                       du Luxembourg gates.


Regarding places to eat, what are some quintessentially Parisian restaurants, cafes, bistros, and brasseries that are great for kids?

A: A few places come to mind. The first isn’t in the book, but we ate there this past December a couple of times. It’s historic, founded in 1791, and convenient to Jardin du Luxembourg. The staff was overwhelmingly gracious–it’s what we’ve always found when we go out as a family. I’ve taught the girls to use S’il vous plaît, Monsieur, Madame and Merci with reckless abandon, and it’s opened many doors. The waiter told me he had a “VIP” area especially for us, which meant a large booth upstairs that seated 5-6 people comfortably. Food is traditional brasserie fare–not outstanding but solid: sandwiches, salads, a warm daily special and homemade desserts. Au Petit Suisse, 16, rue Vaugirard, 6th arrondissement.                                                                                        
                                                                                                         
I also love the casual, organic eatery, La Ferme (55-57, rue St. Roch, 1st arr.), not far from the Opéra Garnier. Customers order at a counter or select items such as yogurt, salads and sandwiches from a self-service cooler. The tomato, spinach and goat cheese tourte is addictive, desserts and baked goods scrumptious. Brunch features items that are familiar to an American palate and is served on Sundays. There are two more locations in the 8th arrondissement.

Boulangeries (bakeries), are another convenient option for families. The biggest problem with eating in a traditional café or restaurant, with young kids especially, is the time commitment it requires––typically 90 minutes for a café and a minimum of 2-3 hours for dinner in a restaurant. Parents will see plenty of kids in cafés and bistros, but it’s still uncommon to see little ones in the city’s finer restaurants. French culture is still a relatively formal one in which children are expected to be well-behaved at the table.

I usually opt for packing a picnic or finding food in a bakery at lunchtime. In addition to baked goods, most bakeries sell pre-made sandwiches, salads, quiches and pizzas that they will reheat. One of my favorites is Eric Kayser (33, rue Danielle Casanova, 1st arr., a handful of other locations throughout the city; www.maison-kayser.com). Kayser proposes fruit salad, delicious sandwiches, salads, drinks, desserts, yogurt and a variety of breads. Not to be missed: the white chocolate brioche, so incredible it’s usually sold out after lunch (3E).

I like to stop at cafés in the afternoon for a drink with my daughters when it’s not as busy (between 2pm-6pm). They love Perrier menthe (sparkling water with sweet, mint syrup) or a citron pressé (fresh, mix-it-yourself lemonade).

Juliette with Perrier Menthe.


I am so happy that you not only include the Musée du Louvre in your book but that you also share concrete suggestions for visiting the vast museum. Can you outline here some of your advice for visiting le Louvre and other art museums in Paris as well?

A: The Louvre can be intimidating. Before we leave home, I take a virtual tour of some of the collections online with my kids. It gets them excited about seeing the art in person. Once we’ve made it to the museum, I make sure the girls have eaten something and used the bathroom before heading to the galleries. The WCs are difficult to find and it’s easy to get lost in the maze of rooms.

Parents should buy advance-purchase tickets to avoid the queues at ticket windows. In high season, the line to enter through the pyramid can be prohibitively long and visitors who have waited there must do it again once inside to buy tickets. We almost always enter through the Galérie du Carrousel at 99, rue de Rivoli. It leads through the underground shopping mall to the museum’s main hall, and there’s no queue. It’s also a good idea to visit the Louvre on days when it stays open later into the evening (all of Paris’s principal museums including Musée d’Orsay keep late hours like this one or two days a week). Jet-lagged children are awake and tourist traffic is significantly lighter, which can make all the difference.


If you asked your daughters to name five of their Parisian favorites, what would they say?

A: This makes me laugh because it illustrates perfectly the disparity between what kids actually remember and what parents think will be most memorable for their children. I ask my girls this question after each trip and note their comments. After the research trip for Paris with Children, the highlights for my 6-year-old included the trampolines at the Tuileries garden, the carousel at Luxembourg garden, macarons, and hot chocolate at Bistrot des Amis (she remembered the name). For my 4-year-old it was a merry-go-round, pain au chocolat (chocolate croissant) and gelato. Last but not least, my 2-year-old had the most concise list: barbe à papa (cotton candy). Of course it would have been nice if they’d mentioned architecture or art, but I was pleased that they'd picked up a few French words during our stay!

Madeleine and bubble performer in front of the Louvre

Why there is just one walk, in Montmartre, in your book?

A: Montmartre is the only walk I wrote for the book. The area certainly has its charm, especially the streets I’ve highlighted in the walk, but it’s not a district that I care to linger in with my children. The hucksters and scamsters who loiter on the steps that lead to the basilica make me want to get in and get out. And Paris’s most famous red-light district is located around the base of the hill near métro Pigalle––adult cabarets and ‘specialty’ stores are everywhere. Most of the area is touristy enough, but it’s still not child-friendly sightseeing. In peak season, the route that most visitors take from métro Anvers up rue de Steinkerque is overwhelmingly busy. I wanted to offer families a safe and comfortable way to see the neighborhood with this walk.

I prefer to eat and shop with my kids on the streets a bit farther south, near the Saint-Georges and Notre-Dame-de Lorette métro stops–still within 10-minutes walking distance of the Basilica. Rue des Martyrs is a traditional neighborhood market street with permanent food shops. Rose Bakery, the celebrated, organic, counter-service style café is located at 46, rue des Martyrs. It's one of the few places to offer gluten-free baked goods in the city. There’s also a fun candy store on the street, Käramell (15, rue des Martyrs, 9th arr.).


Do you have any advice about packing?

A: I do! I used to be able to travel for months with a fairly small backpack, but having children has changed all of that of course! It’s tough to pack light with infants: diapers, gear, gadgets, care items and food fill luggage quickly. The amount I pack is sort of inversely proportional to their age. I love to use packing cubes–I’ve had the ebags brand for years and they’ve held up brilliantly. I separate each child’s clothes into cubes and it’s virtually instant unpacking once we arrive. I just unzip and pop them into a dresser drawer. I’ll separate pajamas, underwear and bathing suits into a separate cube. Renting an apartment with a washer and dryer makes packing light more realistic–another major advantage over hotels.

As far as actual luggage, I’m keen on suitcases with spinners because they maneuver easily. You’ve got to be agile when you’re trying to keep a handle on a wandering toddler in an airport. For the five of us, we aim to bring a maximum of two medium-large suitcases and two medium backpacks. This way my husband and I have one hand free at all times. I was attracted by the price point on these convertible backpacks initially, but the quality has been stellar so we’ve stuck with them. I’ve only needed to augment my cube supply, but haven’t replaced any of them in the past five years. I’d be remiss if I failed to mention my favorite packing list available at OneBag.com.  I adapt it slightly depending on the trip, but I rarely forget anything when I use this as a guide. We also bring along an umbrella-style stroller–it seems to work best for Paris's narrow doorways and cobblestones.

 Up next for Kim: a trip to Scandinavia this summer, en famille, bien sur.  Stay tuned...!


 All photos in this post were taken by Kim Horton Levesque.






 The author and Madeleine in front of Notre-Dame.