That would be old (and I do mean OLD) York, not New York. I knew it was old, but I was thinking medieval-wise. No, it’s old Roman-wise. In fact, here’s a historical tidbit that I was definitely not aware of prior to being in York: Constantine (the great) was proclaimed emperor of Rome, in 306 AD (or CE, whichever you choose), while posted at Eboracum – later to be named York! This made Eboracum the capital of the Roman Empire during that time period. Wild stuff, man! So, yeah, York has been around a few years. And, other than William the Conqueror’s massive snit (where he decided to decimate the population of Yorkshire because he was mad at them for revolting against him) in 1069, York has remained remarkably unscathed. Which means there are LOADS of really old buildings and city walls and wonky streets and…all kinds of cool stuff!
Let us begin with York Minster. It is a cathedral, so it is also called York Cathedral (clever naming convention, no?) and it is one of the largest of it’s kind in Northern Europe. The first recorded church on the site was in 627, and there have been many structures built, burned down, built, demolished, built, damaged in war and built again. The majority of the current structure was constructed in the 1200s. The archbishop at that time, Walter de Gray, wanted a building comparable to the cathedral at Canterbury – so it’s a pretty impressive building. The time of the English Reformation brought a lot of damage to many historical aspects of the interior – don’t even get me going there – although Oliver Cromwell (grrrr) was kept from causing additional damage during the English Civil War by one of his own commanders. It’s also pretty awesome that you are able to climb up (inside, of course) one of the towers. The stairs are very tight and circular, as all good medieval stairs are, and there are 275 of them. I did it, but that knee that needs to be replaced? Yeah, it was not happy during or after. The view though. Wow.
The place we stayed during our time in York was about 20 minutes by bus from the city center, so we got to know the #6 bus very well. And we learned that using the old city walls to get from one side of town to the other was very efficient! That was a pretty interesting concept for our modern brains.
The walls of York are the most complete example of medieval city walls still standing in England. Even the Scots couldn’t get past them (and they tried). There were, and still are, four entrances to the city. Some of the gates (actually they’re called bars. I’ll get to that in a moment) have had significant work done through the centuries, but a lot of the really old still stands. Monk Bar has its portcullis still!
So, in York a street is a Gate, a gate is a Bar and a bar is a Pub. Gotta love old language!
One of the most famous streets in York is called the Shambles. It is has a lot of very old buildings, is still very narrow and looks exactly how you would imagine a medieval street to look – minus the horsey doo-doo laying about and chamber pots being emptied into the gutters. It is claimed to be the inspiration for Diagon Alley in the Harry Potter movies. Maybe it is. Enterprising businesses certainly are banking on this – my favorite store name was The Shop That Must Not Be Named.
Now I’m just going to share a bunch of photos from around the city. Love York…really love that place.
Our three weeks in York really flew by. We didn’t travel much, just a couple of day trips that I’ll detail next. We enjoyed our time there and hope to return again one day!
Well done!