I just love being places I’ve never been before, so seeing York was sheer delight! I wish I knew how to post the bells peeling out on the The Minster…the oldest Cathedral in England just as we pulled into York at 5 p.m. Maybe Eli can help me with that when we get home.
The Minster is absolutely spectacular:
After finding this terrific hotel, literally forty yards across the street from the Cathedral, we grabbed some fish and chips and went to The Shambles which is a world famous street, 36 inches wide. It was built in Mideval times with the houses close enough together so that the sun couldn’t shine down and ruin the meat that was hanging out on hooks on the street.
This is our little black, square-backed car. It’s a KIA and we like it!
We were so lucky to run into a performance at the Cathedral that night of Sampson by Handel. He started on it two weeks after he finished the Messiah. It was four soloists with chorus and orchestra and so much fun to hear in the echoing chambers of that Knave in the Cathedral. Serendipity!
We had to leave a bit early to catch the last boat down the Ouse River that runs through the town and on and on:
This morning we woke to the wildest pealing of bells that we have every heard which lasted for a whole hour and heralded the start of Father’s Day! Dad got all the great messages from the kids and was so delighted.
It was an annual “biker’s service” at the Cathedral. We’re not sure of the details but there sure were a lot of bikers!
This was taken literally from the front door of our hotel! York has definitely become one of our favorite places in England!
We found a lovely stake center within 10 minutes of our hotel and enjoyed sacrament meeting and a lot of wonderful Saints there. Then it was oof to Dowsby!