I decided to make it an early start and set out for Piccadilly Station around 7:30am. I took a new route, and surprisingly managed not to get lost, all while cutting 10 minutes or so from the usual time it takes for me to get there. After grabbing a coffee and a snack, I boarded the train for York. The trip itself was probably all I really needed...quiet, with beautiful sights to take in during the hour and twenty minute trek. I had a good chuckle at a group of guys who got on at one of the stops along the way, who discussed their friend's girlfriend and whether or not she could do better than him. They all agreed she could. However, my personal favourite quote was from one guy who confidently blurted out "there's no 'I' in ultimate frisbee! ...oh wait..."
Anyway, I arrived in York around 9:45am and made my way to War Memorial Gardens. There were only about five or so people there, so it was nice to just sit, take a breath, snap a few photos and venture on. In doing so, I also created a bit of a gap between the rest of the tourists that had been on the same train as me.
|This is the entrance to the park.|
|Part of the wall that surrounds the city.|
|A view of the River Ouse.|
|Just outside the entrance of the Museum Gardens.|
|The Yorkshire Museum in the background.|
|Remnants of the Abbey|
A few of the neat buildings enroute to the next spot:
My next stop, was the one spot I was most excited to see. Thankfully, this one did not disappoint - York Minister! This was a pricey venture, as the York Pass didn't cover the full cost of entry. There are several options here, including the extra £5 I paid to climb to the top of the Central Tower. The list of people who are excluded from this was enough of an exercise (pregnant, claustrophobic, prone to vertigo, high blood pressure, and the list goes on), and that was before setting foot on any of the 275 steps to the top. It was well worth it though - let me tell you! I have a few pictures below of the views, but trust me they don't even remotely capture just how incredible the sights were! I would also like to have it on record that I climbed all 275 steps without losing my breathe, which is a pretty big switch from my usual 15 minute required recovery after marching up to the fourth floor of the BAC! How is that possible?! But seriously, if you can only do one thing when you're in York, this is it! Go to the Minister! While here I also sat in on the end of the church service that started while I was on the roof. Still not a believer, but what an experience!
|Views of the Minister, from the first "viewing platform"|
|Views from the top!|
|The Treasurer's House is the beige-y stone building surrounded by trees, |
partially blocked by the shadow of the Minister.
|Inside the Minister.|
|Down below! The Crypt.|
|Inside the Minister.|
|Inside the Chapter House.|
|During the service.|
|Alternative shots of the exterior.|
I made a quick trip to the Treasurer's House, where I got creeped out by some of the paintings and quickly became impatient with little kids running around on their ghost hunt. Still don't like kids either...
|The view from the garden at the Treasurer's House.|
|Inside one of the rooms. By far the most unnerving feeling I've had in a long time!|
Probably didn't help that there was the creepiest painting of twin girls to my left!
|A view of Clifford's Tower from the Castle Museum|
|View of the city from the Tower.|
|York Minister from the Tower.|
After departing the museum, I decided to walk along the wall back to the train station. This is when I decided that I'm not really a fan of stairs, particularly when I'm tired! All in all, I probably climbed up and down about 350 stairs throughout my day! However, it was nice to walk, and take in a different view of the city. It was also nice to see how many people were out using it to spend family time.
|View of the wall|
|The train station|
-the Orange Canadian