Well, over a month after it began, the recap is finally complete.
We rounded out our journey in Merry Old England (or Dingland, if you're in our family). When we were planning this trip last December, we had hopes to spend a few days in London. We searched high and low for a hotel room and couldn't find one to save our lives. Scratching our heads as to why all of London was booked solid, the Husband hit the nail on the head.
Yep, we were hitting England smack dab in the middle of the Olympic Games. It made our decision easy. We would avoid London like the plague, and instead spend our time north in York.
Which was a treat because when the Husband was 14 years old, he moved there with his whole family while Opa got a master's degree at York University.
We were able to see the school he went to, walk to his favorite place for Fish & Chips, as well as see the house they all lived in. The current owners happened to be home, and were thrilled to give us a top-to-bottom tour. The house had been remodeled extensively, so it looked a lot better than when the family lived there 25 years ago.
Other highlights included:
* Touring the York Minster with Opa, who helped work to restore it after a fire in the 80s.
* Watching the Husband get roped into helping a street performer. He threw real knives to this nut who was up on a unicycle, juggling blindfolded. Luckily, no one lost any limbs, and none of my children have as yet started juggling knives blindfolded on a unicycle. Bonus.
* Walking the ancient wall around the city of York. Originally built in 71 AD. You can imagine Chase's commentary.
*Shopping in the Shambles and wishing desperately I could move here.
* High tea at Betty's. Why can't we get clotted cream here in the states? Delish.
* Going to church in the old ward and being treated like rock stars because everyone still remembered the Husband, his family, and the impact they made while there.
* Rounding out a four-country whirlwind tour with the best tour guides anyone has ever known.
It was a fantastic trip with fantastic people, and I'm so grateful we had the opportunity to go.
And, if you're still reading after all these posts, and you're not one of the people who were on this trip, you deserve a medal. Phew.