After nearly nine years in Gentilly, it was time for a change. Gentilly had been, at the time we moved there, quite a step up from our warehouse in the infamous "9-3." Here, we finally had real offices, with an elevator, a real phone exchange and ready access to the RER 'B' line. Within one week of moving in, we had enjoyed two burglaries.With the installation of armoured doors, entry badges, and an alarm system, we did eventually get the burglary average down to one per year, but nothing we did was going to improve the local catering, nor would it make the juvenile delinquents hanging out at the tube station any less delinquent.
So, after a six month search, and two lease extensions, we decided to move to the heart of Paris, rue Pierre Lescot, in the First District. With the exodus to the suburbs, rents are now barely more than in Gentilly, there's the Movable Feast at the door, and the assorted Goths, Fashion Victims and Web Geeks wandering around downstairs don't look too threatening.
Added bonus, our Gentilly furniture looks better on hardwood.
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