Sunday in Poitiers

Poitiers, evening, France

The only drawback to taking your work with you when you travel is that every now and again you have to work.

Today I worked, partly in a cafe, partly in the apartment, and took a break and walked a bit to see what Sunday looks like here.


I had the window open a bit last night and remember being woken from time to time by motorbikes ripping down the street, a group of people calling out, and somebody alternately playing the mouth organ and laughing.