A Walk from Parc Georges-Brassens to Parc Montsouris

While I love the spontaneous discoveries that come with a Paris Greeters walk, some friends from the Bay Area and I decided to try a different approach. We followed a walking tour from the guide Paris Buissonnier, Promenades de charme hors des sentiers battues, a fantastic book for those who can read French and want to explore Paris off the beaten path. This vignette is a little teaser, a glimpse into one of the book’s many interesting itineraries.

Of the book’s 14 walks, we chose the one leading from Parc Georges-Brassens to Parc Montsouris. Arriving a bit early, I spent some time wandering the park’s paths. I was immediately charmed by the unexpected sights: vineyards and beehives tucked away in the heart of the city. I also had a delightful chat with a local while snapping photos, a moment that reminded me of the simple joys of slow travel. The park itself is a tranquil escape from the urban hustle, with a small pond, an abundance of trees, and a variety of birds that seemed to pose for my camera.

Leaving the park, the walk led us through a transitional neighborhood, a striking mix of modern architecture and classic Parisian buildings. The streets were filled with intriguing street art, including a captivating piece of a woman lounging in front of what appeared to be a mundane apartment complex.

The guide then led us to a hidden gem we never would have found on our own: Rue des Thermopyles. This quiet, unassuming street is an oasis of artistic houses, each one unique. We spotted one on Rue du Moulin Vert with the curious word “Stenhozot” scrawled on the door. It was a perfect example of the little mysteries Paris holds.

Our journey continued through more serene streets, eventually taking us across Avenue du Maine into another lush, green neighborhood. After passing a reservoir, the guide directed us to Square de Montsouris, a picturesque street with an eclectic collection of homes, including one adorned with an impressive display of birdhouses.

The walk culminated at the majestic Parc Montsouris. We emerged onto its tree-lined paths, greeted by a vast lake that stretched out before us. It was the perfect spot to relax on a bench, soaking in the serene atmosphere after our long balade.

This walk was a testament to the magic of Paris — a reminder that even in a city you think you know (for me, more than 30 years), there’s always something new to uncover, whether you’re following a guide or simply wandering as a flâneur.