Monday morning we left Scotland to drive to York in England… crossing the border was uneventful considering it’s still the UK. I have only this to show for it: a quick photo on the side of the road… wind and rain whipping our faces.
The group leaders had also planned to stop at Hadrian’s wall…. A large wall built hundreds of years ago stretching across the UK. Few pieces of it remain, but we were going to stop at an area that had more remaining portions. Vandermey had talked it up quite a bit and that’s why, when we finally stopped and climbed out of the coach, I had only this in response:
Yeah, not going to lie…. It was one of the more pointless stops of our trip. Luckily we only stopped for 20 minutes.
From there, we drove on to York, home to the beautiful York Minster and an ancient city wall surrounding the city. This is perhaps my favorite small city of the trip so far. A river runs through it, and the city has a wonderful historic downtown area with small boutiques. In between the shopping district/minster and the river is a sprawling park with winding trails, rolling hills, and ruins of an early hospital and church. We only spent a night in the area, but I still had a few hours to roam the town and will hopefully get another chance to go back someday. The York Minster is the oldest and largest of it's type in the UK. After we walked around inside, we climbed the 270-ish steps to the top and were rewarded with a view of the entire city.
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