One entry, and it is the only workshop in this directory where the smell of the room is the thing you came for.
One entry makes a short day. Let it be a slow one instead.
Go at opening. Not for the crowds — the crowd here is entirely adequate at any hour — but because the rooms are dim by design, and the first hour of daylight is the only hour they were ever lit by.
Give it longer than the plan says. I went in expecting an hour of presses and came out most of the morning later, having read labels I had no business reading. It is a house as much as a workshop, and the domestic rooms are not the filler between the good bits.
The city itself asks nothing of you. It is a working port with a cathedral in it, the old quarter is small enough to cross on foot, and nothing about the afternoon needs booking in advance.