To Poitiers…somehow!
So…this morning I’m trying to catch a bus, train, anything, to Poitiers. Ten minutes down the road. But this week they’re digging up the road, they’re digging up the tracks, digging up the bus stops, and it’s all a right mess.
Regrouping with a café and a pain au chocolat in the village bakery, and according to one friendly local there’ll be a train in an hour. Maybe.
I should have just taken the bike!
My project today is finding Eleonor: she was born here, died here (I think?), built things here. But all that was back in the 1100s, so who knows. I’ll try!