Wednesday, May 10, York
Part of York's fame is its mostly intact medieval wall. Driving into the old town requires passing through one of the wall gates. There are long sections where you can stroll along the top of the wall and enjoy the views or maybe bring your bow and arrows to ward off invaders. We choose the strolling option. As an added bonus the sun is out and we are able to dismount into a lovely garden with beer and cider service. The English are so accommodating.
The other item of fame is the York Minster. A minster is more than a church but less than a cathedral. This place seems pretty cathedral like to me, but I never got to vote. York Minster is typical of the era - long and high wth ornate burial monuments tucked in here and there. There are also a few whimsical bits left by the stone masons as well.
Our evening includes going to the Grand Opera House for a ballet of Cinderella.
Our portal into York
A stroll atop the wall
A view of inside the wall
A view of outside the wall
A view from the wall into someone's backyard
Our drink awaits - the Brits know how to live
St. May's church on right and York Minster on left
Detail of Minster entrance
Stained glass windows - two of hundreds
A tomb
A burial monument
Expand and read the second and third lines carefully. Note the letter that looks like an f is actually an s in modern English.
Just another modest burial monument
Some random tile work
Some random ceiling decoration
A whimsy of the stone carvers
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