We just got back from York, I like York, York is marvellous. We stopped in a lovely hotel, Elmbank Hotel someway between the city centre and York Racecourse, Nice location, nice hotel, if not quite warm, and really the only thing “wrong” with the accommodation was the glut of Japanese people playing with their mobile phones this morning, my that fucked me off.
So the drive up to York was fine, cepting the satnav which thought it would take us for a trip through Manchester, I thought, hello, this is the wrong way, I have an O’level in Geography.
So eventually on Friday we got there and was happy with the hotel. Spacious, clean, all of that and old, I like old.
We decided then a trip into the city as I was a little hungry and so to Fiesta Mehicana, a Mexican restaurant a mile or so from the hotel, if you have never had Mexican food this is a good place, as we have, regularly, this isn’t so good, small portions, lisa’s chicken burrito was beef, bad service, you know, just not very good. Mexican food is always good, so go here if you want Mexican but trust me, its not very good.
So Saturday was a day of shopping and getting to know the city, The Shambles area is lovely and the city centre is a massively huge shopping area, everything is there that you need, even and trust me this blew me away, Ed Alleyne Johnson was bloody busking, Ed Alleyne Johnson!!!!
Somewhat foolishly we decided that a visit to York Minster was in order and the foolish element was me and Lisa dragging our tubby asses up the 275 steps to the top of York Minster, trust me when I say this, I nearly died, it bloody killed me, I am built for comfort, not speed and it was much in evidence with the hacking, the sweat pissing out of me, breathing like an asthmatic pit pony. I needed a drink so it was off to the Lendal Cellars and to calm down.
The night time we ate at a fantastic Italian restaurant near our hotel, service was excellent (the waitresses were lovely, ahem) the food was excellent and if you get the chance, it may be a walk out of the city but it is worth it. Lo Spuntino, really, go, its lovely.
So after a little wine, we were back to the hotel and with Sunday it was the Railway museum and the York Wheel, both enjoyable, I realise when I go anywhere connected with railways, how much I bloody love trains, basically we looked at old locomotives.
The wheel was great, fantastic views across the city.
After that we were going to the Yorvik centre, we didn’t, we were going to go in the York dungeon, but partly due to the rudest person on the door I have ever come across, I mean out of her way to be rude, and partly because of the dark which meant Lisa couldn’t see her feet, and was had a go at by the girl on the door, meant that we changed our mind. One day someone will punch that girl.
So after a bit of shopping and a little nap, it was out for a bit of food, this time it was to an Indian restaurant called Saffron Desi, it was lovely, great service and recommended.
That’s about it really, nothing else to report, loved York, we ate well, acted like tourists and would recommend the place for a weekend. Superb city.
This made me laugh a lot.
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