I staggered into Outland around 1:00 AM for a nightcap, before retiring after a full day of flying, eating, and drinking. I always try to do everything on my first day in Paris. It’s ridiculous, but I will never learn.
Owned and managed by the very pleasant Julien, Outland is a great, small bar with an eclectic beer and liquor selection. Paris has thousands of cafes and wine bars, but finding a good boozer can sometimes be difficult. Outland “fits the bill,” and booze I did, engaging a young couple from Australia and Great Britain with a discussion on American politics. I probably bored the hell out of them. Yet, I loved the fact I was in a bar talking about something other than sports. I do love Paris. The Outland will see my ugly face again, probably tonight.