|Museum Garden in York|
room at The Georgian Bed and Breakfast in York is so tiny that we have to climb over our luggage.
Little has changed in York since I was here 30 years ago. The narrow winding streets are lined with shops, bakeries and pubs. Vehicles are barred from many of the streets and Park and Ride buses are plentiful. We rode the Hop-on, Hop-off bus to get an overview of the town. Again with the concession card! There are benefits to being of a certain age.
Yesterday, we went to the Yorkminster for a Lenten church service. The double choir (adults and children) was inspiring and the sermon was about Nicodemus and rebirth, most suitable for a the flowering season.
In England, where Mothering Sunday is celebrated in March, the shop windows are decorated with beautiful displays of chocolate and of floral scents. I especially liked these playful river otters.
Janet and I have been enjoying a lot of pub meals since we arrived. Today we had pork belly with sage dressing wrapped in a Yorkshire with Bramley applesauce. I am looking forward to Scottish salmon and vegetables when we get to Scotland.
|Camellias in a courtyard near the Minster.|
|York is chocolate heaven!|