|I snapped this photo after being shooed out of the store. Can't stop me from taking pictures outside, right?|
|The best hot chocolate ever. Sipped at a lovely wrought-iron table outside in Valley Gardens.|
|Inside Fountains Abbey|
|Another part of the Abbey, this one with the roof intact|
|One angle of the Abbey, but the perspective does not do the size of it justice.|
|Another angle of the Abbey, ditto on size distortion. It's enormous.|
After Fountains Abbey, we headed to York, which is a city rich in history. It was dark by the time we got checked in to our hotel, so we found a nearby pub (called The Hole in the Wall) and had some dinner. The burger I ordered looked appealing, in a carnivorous way, but about halfway through, I realized the meat was not quite the same as the meat we eat in burgers here. It seemed to be from a different part of the cow. That realization killed my appetite, and I spent the rest of the evening regretting that burger.
The next morning we set out to explore York. Our first stop was York Minster, an enormous old gothic cathedral with soaring stained glass windows, flying buttresses, and lots of history. We paid to climb the tower, which consisted of 275 uneven and narrow stone steps up a tight, winding tower. The view from the top allowed us to see all of York, which might have looked a little better if it had not been so hazy.
|York Minster, from halfway up the tower.|
|Shops in the Shambles.|
Oh, finally, some good food! I ate the most decadent chocolate filled croissant, with the chocolate dripping down my chin and the croissant perfectly flaky. It was heavenly.
|A perfect chocolate croissant|
|Walking along the Roman walls.|
And, of course, no trip to York is complete without a walk along the old Roman walls that surround the city. Daffodils were in bloom everywhere! I loved the bright yellows. Highlights of York: the croissants, the hike up the tower, the quaint homes turned into shops, the wonderfully helpful shopkeeper who superglued my broken sunglasses for me, and the croissants. Oh, wait. I already mentioned them.
Next up: Haworth and the moors!