The annual Flea Market "fête" will be taking place on Friday the 16th September from 7pm.
Please contact at firstname.lastname@example.org if you wish to receive an invitation.
Le Monde du Voyage is a family business dedicated to bringing you the luxury you deserve! Our purpose is to offer you the best of Hermès, Vuitton, Goyard and Chanel, vintage and pre-owned, so you can take home a piece of French chic at a reasonable price.
The shop was founded more than 30 years ago by Roger and Janette Zisul and has been run for the past 17 years by their son, Alain and his wife, Helen. When you come to us please don’t worry if you don’t speak French – Helen is British and Alain speaks English very well so you will have no problems being understood.
Our shop is in the heart of the Paris Flea Market (Les Puces) and we are open every weekend, Friday morning and Monday of the year. Our market, Serpette has a secure car park and all Paris taxi drivers know Marché Serpette, 110 rue des Rosiers in Saint Ouen.
To get to us on public transport you can take (a) the 85 bus from the centre of Paris which drops you just outside the entrance to Serpette (the stop is Paul Bert) or you can take (b) line 4 of the metro to Porte de Clignancourt and then have a 15 minute walk or (c) line 13 of the metro to Garibaldi and have a 10 minute walk.
We look forward to seeing you
New York Times, Nov 27, 2014
At a Paris Flea Market, Tips for Treasure Hunters
… Here is a rundown of some of my affordable favorites (or at least where good value can be found);
The perfect scarf: vintage Hermès scarves, many of them decades-old and in the softest of silks, start at 160 euros at Le Monde du Voyage in Marché Serpette. Helen and Alain Zisul also offer a secection of perfectly preserved Louis Vuitton trunks.
Messy Nessy Chic (blog)
Louis Vuitton Treasure Trunks of the Paris Puces
8 November 2012
… Seeing the stand of Le Monde du Voyage for the first time is a bit like seeing an impossible mirage. Is it real? You ask yourself.
Louis Vuitton trunks from another time are piled up nearing the ceiling, oozing with untold stories and faraway travel tales. A closer look shows an art of craftsmanship that barely exists today; running your fingers over the engravings fills you up with a tingly nostalgia.
And there, in alley 3 of the covered marché Serpette, one of the many submarkets of Saint-Ouen, I met Helen.