Much like the Grand Old Duke of York, who had ten thousand men and marched them up to the top of the hill, and then marched them down again, I can’t get enough of York… (because he visited repeatedly, that was obvious, right?)
Having visited nearly half a dozen times over the years, and somehow not managing to share it on my blog over the years, I would say that although you could visit from London for the day, I wouldn’t. Go for a minimum of an overnight stay, or a few days if you can. Witness a misty morning, and a candy coloured sunset, wander out into the Dales or slip in a seaside visit somewhere like Scarborough, and really get to know the ancient city.
Alas, I haven’t really learned how to take my own advice, but hot on the end of a family visit in Lincolnshire we were lucky enough to spend sometime with one of my favourite expats on Yorkshire (ok, ok, I only know two, but they are definitely in the top two of that limited ranking system). It was of course Amanda, her fabulous husband Sam and we got to meet their gorgeous new addition to the family, a mischevious Dachshund pup who goes by the name of Harold.
Instagram was alive with “OOOOOOOH MY GOD YOU GOT TO MEET HAROLLLLLD”
Forget being a rockstar in this day and age, puppy dog eyes are all you need to make ladies weep and then squeal into their keyboards.
We tumbled off the train, cheeks ruddy from the fresh the North Sea breezes (fresh from visiting the Seal colony with a litany of pups at Donna Nook, and nibbling fish and chips with the family in Cleethorpes) and went wandering.
I’m going to make a big claim here – if you’re travelling through the UK and can only fit in one city visit outside of London, York or perhaps Bath would be excellent choices. Compact enough to really explore, full of ancient buildings and history, and good cake.
What more do you even need?
How about buildings perfect enough to be dolls houses…
…or warm stone towers bathed in the glow of sunset? #nofilter
Confections of the soap variety…
…or the renowned baked kind at Betty Cafe Tea Rooms. It’s so good, the last time I visited, we ran across a 10k race track (I’m not even kidding, I sorta wish I was.) We beelined straight for Betty’s Tearooms, a cake institution not to be missed. Sampling their array of delicacies (check out Danielle’s beautiful images – but be warned they’ll make you hungry) we marvelled at the line forming around the pretty tea house.
Seriously, every corner is beautiful. Especially on a crisp pre-Christmas winter evening as the dusk is falling and you are enroute to a cozy bar where you’ll settle in for a few libations and celebrations of yore(k). ‘Tis the season and all that.
But first, we were taken on a quick loop of the city, to really soak in the atmosphere, before a few bevies and then a delicious white wine risotto
This is proper #housegoals in the shadow of Yorkminster.
Spot the cutest bobbly hat ever…
Unfortunately, upon departure of the Rhyme and Ribbons residence, our suitcase was inspected for cute puppy thievery.
Top tip: remember to check you haven’t left your wallet behind – it happened to me the last time we visited York, and I managed to leave my handbag behind in a coffee shop this time. Luckily Mr Kiwi is a fast fetcher…
Have you been to York?
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