Replete with a full English breakfast we headed for the old city a short walk away, through the gate of the walled city. We watched a highland band and dancers, strolled through the market, ambled through the Shambles and then made our way to the Jorvik Centre. We had been here with our kids back in 1990 - it has been completely revamped but it still seems to have maintained one of its claims to fame - the experience of the smells of medieval life in York. Its a worthwhile and enjoyable tourist attraction.
Finding our way through the ancient streets to the River Ouse we boarded the River Cruise boat an enjoyable and relaxing experience in brilliant warm sunshine. A lot of people seemed to be out and about enjoying the balmy Saturday afternoon in York.
Afternoon tea was taken back on shore at the Ouse Bridge Cafe which included a very strange scone that we shared. Ray captured the view of the Bridge with a quick watercolour. We climbed Clifford's Tower a York landmark with a fabulous view of the city then we made our way back to Saxon House B&B to prepare for dinner.
Steve had done some research and booked a most typical and highly recommended English Pub in the centre of York and we enjoyed a delicious evening meal together discovering white onion and parmesan cheese soup which we all vowed to Google the recipe for on our return.
Sunday morning after another big breakfast we made our way across the old city to the Minster for the 10am Eucharist. What a spectacular Cathedral matched by superb music with full choir, organ stops all out and quality liturgy. We joined the congregation for coffee in the Chapter House after the service and here we received news from daughter, Rachel, in Australia that our little dog, Lucy, was ill and had been taken to Lort Smith Animal Hospital and was on oxygen with little prospect of survival. We agreed to have her put out of her misery - RIP Lucy.
We climbed and commenced walking the Old City Walls while the bells of York Minster continued to peal and we thought of them as pealing for our Lucy.
The walk along the walls continued - and a great experience it is. Eventually we arrived at the York Art Gallery where we discovered some fine exhibits and then we gravitated to the Hole in the Wall Pub for the typical Sunday roast with Yorkshire Pudding!
The afternoon brought with it more walking on the walls and a visit to the National Train Museum adjacent to the Railway Station and our point of departure from York back to London.
What a wonderful weekend! Especially in the company of Steve and Eryn.
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| What a Shambles! |
Finding our way through the ancient streets to the River Ouse we boarded the River Cruise boat an enjoyable and relaxing experience in brilliant warm sunshine. A lot of people seemed to be out and about enjoying the balmy Saturday afternoon in York.
Afternoon tea was taken back on shore at the Ouse Bridge Cafe which included a very strange scone that we shared. Ray captured the view of the Bridge with a quick watercolour. We climbed Clifford's Tower a York landmark with a fabulous view of the city then we made our way back to Saxon House B&B to prepare for dinner.
Steve had done some research and booked a most typical and highly recommended English Pub in the centre of York and we enjoyed a delicious evening meal together discovering white onion and parmesan cheese soup which we all vowed to Google the recipe for on our return.
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| After dinner, Saturday night |
Sunday morning after another big breakfast we made our way across the old city to the Minster for the 10am Eucharist. What a spectacular Cathedral matched by superb music with full choir, organ stops all out and quality liturgy. We joined the congregation for coffee in the Chapter House after the service and here we received news from daughter, Rachel, in Australia that our little dog, Lucy, was ill and had been taken to Lort Smith Animal Hospital and was on oxygen with little prospect of survival. We agreed to have her put out of her misery - RIP Lucy.
We climbed and commenced walking the Old City Walls while the bells of York Minster continued to peal and we thought of them as pealing for our Lucy.
The walk along the walls continued - and a great experience it is. Eventually we arrived at the York Art Gallery where we discovered some fine exhibits and then we gravitated to the Hole in the Wall Pub for the typical Sunday roast with Yorkshire Pudding!
The afternoon brought with it more walking on the walls and a visit to the National Train Museum adjacent to the Railway Station and our point of departure from York back to London.
What a wonderful weekend! Especially in the company of Steve and Eryn.
I'm very glad you're enjoying the British part of your holiday, but desperately sorry that you've lost poor Lucy. Much love, C
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