The Chapter House

Last day in York, and I slept late again.  It was another grey day.  It wasn’t cold, but was windy again.  Grandma remembered that she had tickets for the Minster, left by a previous visitor and they were still valid.  I decided to make use of them, and dragged BB along with me, once I had encouraged him to get out of his bed.
 
It was great not to have to join the queue for entry, and we had a lovely wander around.  If we had had more time, we would have gone up the tower.  I have done it, but many years ago.  I’m not sure we would have got great views today though, although it had started to brighten up a bit, by the time we left.  We picked up a couple of things on our way home, something for TT and some flowers for Grandma.  She was waiting on us returning and had prepared a lovely lunch – which we weren’t expecting.  I can say, that we have been very well fed in York!
 
We then packed our stuff up and come mid-afternoon, we departed for the train station, after a lovely few days away.  Our train was very punctual.  The downside of our seats, is we didn’t have a window.  I just stuck my head in my book, though I was a bit disconcerted when the people sitting next to the only window I could see out of, pulled the blind down, as I had no idea where we were.  Edinburgh seemed to be at a standstill when we got in, probably because the King being in town.  Although Princes Street seemed to be a bus park, we were very lucky that we got on a bus home almost straight away.  The bus journey home gave me just enough time to finish my book. 
 
We got home to find that TT had tea prepared – another meal!   It was a lovely evening, so I popped out for a wander to walk off my surfeit of food – it was the loveliest part of the day.
 
This is the ceiling of the Chapter House at York Minster, my favourite part of the Minster