Victor Hugo is one of the greatest French authors of all time. Born in 1802, the poet and novelist is best known for having penned The Hunchback of Notre-Dame and Les Misérables. He finished Les Misérables, his masterpiece, in 1862. Originally written in French, the novel broke records with its impressive length – about 1900 pages in French and 1500 in English. Immediately popular, it was later adapted for Broadway and remains one of the most beloved musicals of all time. Hollywood released a movie starring Hugh Jackman and Anne Hathaway in 2012, and numerous abridged books are available. An interesting man with a tumultuous life, the author always considered France his home, even while he was in exile. Fans of the legendary author will be excited to know that the home where he lived in Paris for 16 years is now a museum open to visitors. It’s known simply as the Maison de Victor Hugo: “Home of Victor Hugo.”Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees. | Les Misérables by Victor HugoClick To Tweet
Location of the Maison de Victor Hugo
The official address of the Maison de Victor Hugo is 6 Place des Vosges. The home is one of many apartments set in a quadrant of buildings surrounding the Place des Vosges, a park in an upscale area of Paris.
The park is popular with locals and tourists alike. On a sunny day, it’s a beautiful place to stop for a picnic lunch on a park bench or just soak up the history of the surroundings.
Inside the Maison de Victor Hugo
Hugo moved into the building on 6 Place des Vosges, which had long been known as the Hôtel de Rohan-Guémén, in 1832.
Accompanying him was his young bride, Adele Foucher. Before you exhale a romantic, “Ahhhhh!” though, know that shortly thereafter, Hugo met Juliette Drouet. She was a French actress who would become his faithful mistress for decades. Over the years, she jealously watched while he had countless affairs; she even followed him faithfully into exile to the Channel Islands, where Hugo lived from 1952 to 1970. Drouet died in 1883, preceding Hugo in death by two years.
Despite his infidelity, Hugo dedicated himself to the new home with his wife.
A sprawling space with multiple rooms, the Maison de Victor Hugo was quickly filled with art – paintings done by friends and by Hugo himself, as well as furniture he found and redesigned in a style exactly to his liking. He loved interior design, slowly creating a space of comfort and beauty for his wife.
The smallest room in the sumptuous apartment is Hugo’s bedroom. In it, the same 4-poster bed where he succumbed to pneumonia in 1885 stands against the wall in a single beam of light. Though he’d been living at 130 Avenue d’Eylau in Paris for several years at the time of his death, Hugo’s entire bedroom, along with other memorabilia, was relocated to the Maison de Victor Hugo to create the museum.
I’ve admired Victor Hugo for so long that I can’t remember a time when I couldn’t conjure up the image of his distinguished, grey-bearded face. As a teenager, a poorly translated copy of Les Misérables was enough to make a permanent impression. In my twenties, my brother-in-law recorded a copy of his CD of the original Broadway musical onto several cassette tapes for me. For weeks as soon as I finished playing all three tapes, I’d start again at the beginning. Then a few years ago, my husband gave me a superb unabridged version of Les Mis as a gift, and I became completely and reverently smitten with Victor Hugo. Branching out to see if he was perhaps a one-hit wonder, I read Toilers of the Sea. Another masterpiece! As a teen, I never imagined I’d one day travel to Paris, visit his tomb beneath the Panthéon, or see the home where he lived and loved in Paris.
I would hardly profess to be Victor Hugo’s greatest fan. I can’t recite vociferous quotes from his novels, and I’ve never read a single poem of his. But wandering the same streets that he last walked 137 years ago, visiting places like the Bastille, seeing the intimate quarters – the very same desk! – where he wrote the novel to end all novels – well, that’s just not the kind of thing most folks have the opportunity to do every day. Now that my little tryst with all things Victor Hugo has ended in Paris, I suppose that seeing Les Misérables performed on Broadway would be the ultimate finale for my obsession. More likely it would further fuel the fires of fascination that burn ever so brightly for my literary idol.
Multiple versions now exist of Les Misérables, but the 10th Anniversary performance is my favorite.
The soundtrack from the 2012 motion picture?
Puh-leeze. Not even in the same ballpark.
- Ticket pricing can be a bit confusing. Normally entry to the museum is said to be free for the “permanent collections.” According to their website, they charge admission to the temporary exhibitions, with amounts varying between €5 and €7. We happened to visit while the Maison de Victor Hugo was hosting a temporary exhibit. Since we just wanted to tour the home and not see the exhibit, I assumed we would be able to enter for free to merely view the permanent collections, but this wasn’t the case. We were required to buy tickets at the entrance. The price of a single adult ticket was €8, which included visiting all areas of the home.
- Audio guides are available but cost an additional €5.
- The museum is open Tuesday to Sunday, 1000 to 1800. It’s closed on Mondays and public holidays. We recommend checking their official site for updates before visiting.
- If you haven’t read Les Misérables and are looking for a challenge, I’d recommend the unabridged translation by Charles E. Wilbour. It’s 1280 pages of literary genius, both by Victor Hugo and by the translator. My copy was a gift from my husband years ago, one of the few things we didn’t sell or give away when we moved to Europe.