My immediate advice was to pick the location in the 5th with the majestic view on Notre-Dame de Paris.
Here is the truth: every time I go back to Paris, I gravitate towards the Latin Quarter, no matter what. We all vibrate to different tunes, and the 5th is mine.
When I moved to Paris as a student, I quickly ended up living in the 7th arrondissement, at the foot of the Eiffel Tower. It was beautiful and the view was stunning, but I wasn't vibrating. A year later, I got my lucky break: I found the perfect (tiny) apartment in the 5th.
I remember getting out early every morning and walking to one of the many boulangeries to buy my morning croissant. I could smell the fresh bread as soon as I would set foot in the street. Life was already bubbling up at that hour around the fountain at the bottom of the Rue Mouffetard, one of the weekly outdoors Parisian farmers Market streets with a wonderful selection of fresh fruits and vegetables. I love this perfect mix between being at the same time part of the French capital, and maintaining a small village feel, with its church (in this particular case Saint-Médard) in its center.
Another striking memory is after one of our finals at the Louvre when I walked down the Rue Mouffetard. It was in May. Strawberry season. The delightful smell of fresh strawberries reached us before we even saw the shop. Right there, right then I knew what kind of desert I would have to celebrate the end of the finals…
It doesn’t snow that often in Paris and when it does, it’s complete chaos. One magnificent morning, my future husband who was visiting from the US took me by the hand to go for a walk. Everything was white! We went to walk by my little flower shop and Paris looked like wonderland.
This is a mere snippet into the vibrancy of one of the most endearing districts of Paris that I hope some day you’ll get to enjoy.