Damning with faint praise

We walked past the Tourist Information Office today. It was open. One thirty on a Sunday afternoon and open. Excellent, well done Murciaturistica.

But then we realised that there was no obvious sign outside. I can see that, to a point. We don't want a nasty gaudy sign on the outside of the splendid modernist building that is the old town hall. But why not one of those simple little "A" boards? - sandwich boards on the street, "The end of the World is nigh!" Actually, if you look closely there is a board. On the blue/grey board to the right of the door there is an explanation about the town hall and the bottom third has the opening times of the tourist office

We went to el Batel to see Elaine Ling's photos of baobab trees. If I hadn't know it was on we wouldn't have gone in. No information at all about the exhibition outside the building and only stencilled lettering on a glass panel inside. That's the sign in the photo. You need to look hard.

Later, we passed what we have both been told is the main tourist office; just below the university, near the bus and train stations. We commented that there were no signs there either. I walked over to take a snap, for the blog, and found a sign to say that the tourist office had been moved to the Punic Walls Museum.

So there they are, in the photos, the two tourist offices in town and the publicity for the Ling exhibiton inside the building. Obvious eh?

Now that the construction industry has collapsed tourism is, once again, the main industry in Spain.  You might think they would try just a bit harder.