We took the train from Paris to Poitiers, only to discover that Pierre no longer works there. Our limited French through the intercom didn’t work. We took some photos of the outside and I was resigned that it just wasn’t meant to be. But Mr Mallow persevered and we made our way to the Office de Turisme and asked the very helpful staff there to call the theatre for us and find out if there was any way we could get in for some photos and a brief tour with someone. We waited a few minutes and the theatre called back to say they could see us at 4pm. Our train was at 3:56pm…so we duly traipsed off to the station to see if we could change our tickets to a later time only to find out that they couldn’t be cancelled and that it would cost us a sweet penny to buy new ones. So..we went back to the Office and informed them that, sad as it was, we wouldn’t make 4pm. We parted, decided to make the most of the day with a nice lunch and found out where the internet cafe was so we could check that the server was still running. Lunch was nice, we felt a bit rested and resigned to the fact of an interesting but slightly wasted day. At the internet cafe, we are informed that the Office de Turisme has called and would like us to call back. The theatre had called back just after we left and said they could take us at 2:30. It is now 3:30….we race down the hill and enter the building at about 3:40. We are introduced to Phillipe, who takes us on a rocket-paced tour of the building. His English was as limited as my French, but we did manage to communicate that the signage was functioning well for them. At 3:50 he took us to the closest exit to the train station and we raced down the hill, making it with 1 minute to spare and slept all the way back to Paris!
Lessons learnt – well, i think they will take a while to set in – but there were some great things happening there with the colours and repetition of the signs.Click on any of the thumbnails below to view the images full size.