York

My friend Talitha came to visit and the two of use went on a little side trip to York. I like York because it seems looks like what you think an English town should look like. It was a walled city with old ruins, a huge cathedral, wondering cobbled streets, and tiny allies filled with shops.

As with the rest of Europe, York Minster was under construction. They had to take it down to repair the damage from restoration the church did from WWII (if that makes sense). Anyways it was still really nice inside. It was light and airy as apposed to most cathedrials that are covered in 100s of decades of candle grime.

This one is short and sweet, just like the town.