So even though our new apartment technically became available on the day we arrived in France (a Tuesday), in typical French style we were unable to schedule an appointment to actually pick them up until Friday. We were prepared for the mountains of paperwork and documentation. We were unprepared, however, for the 2 1/2 hours it took us to drive all the way across town through rush hour traffic. Yuck! If you come to visit, public transport is definitely the way to go.
On the positive side, the keys themselves were pretty impressive, especially the big brass one. It turns out that you actually need four keys to get into our place--one for the door to the building, and three for the door to our apartment. With so many locks, you'd think that there's no room for a door handle--and you're right! They've stuck it smack dab in the middle of the door. :)
Since there was only one set and given my reputation for losing things, Jason was immediately appointed official Keeper of the Keys.