Back in October, Adam and I celebrated our very first year of marriage. I know it’s a massive cliche but time really does fly when you’re having fun!
After the issue with our last Air BnB accommodation in New York, they had given us some credit to use so we decided to spend it on a cosy little place in the beautiful city of York, England.
My Dad kindly watched the girls for a couple of nights as Adam and I packed the car and made the four hour round trip to the Garden Shed, situated at The Old Forge, Sand Hutton (just outside of York). After a road trip accompanied by the Labyrinth soundtrack (#childoftheeighties), we arrived to find the quaintest little ‘shed’ set in acres of beautiful gardens.
Once inside, we found that the flat boasted a log fire and welcome basket containing cake, wine and even fresh eggs from the hens outside. Definitely the ideal location for a quiet, relaxing (child-free) anniversary weekend!
We headed in to the city of York and made a pit stop at the Guy Fawkes pub for a pot of tea and to map out the rest of our day. I also enjoyed geeking out a little bit about the fact that this particular pub is the birthplace of Guy Fawkes himself (I have an odd fascination with the history of the gunpowder plot – go figure).
After reading about the now-famous Yorkshire Pudding wrap from the York Roast Co, we decided to try our luck there for lunch. As it was a Friday afternoon, the queue was minimal and we managed to get out hands on a wrap (and tub of pork scratching) within about ten minutes. They were pretty special and definitely lived up to the hype. We’re seriously contemplating making to trip again just for that!
After lunch, we headed to the nearby Shambles. Last time we were in York, we didn’t have time to visit ‘The Shop Which Must Not Be Named’ but there was no queue so we decided to take advantage. With a Harry Potter theme and plenty of goodies available, I began my Christmas shopping a little earlier than usual. I also picked up a York ‘Lucky Cat’ from a neighbouring shop because I’m a bit of a sucker for trinkets and anything cat shaped.
That evening, we decided to take a short drive to a nearby American diner, Holy Moly. I grew up on all things rock and roll so this place really did feel like home as soon as we stepped inside. I was limited with what I could eat thanks to a medical issue but made my way through half a corndog and a milkshake whilst Adam enjoyed a plate of ribs and BBQ chicken wings.
The rest of the weekend was spent playing board games, drinking pots of Yorkshire tea, enjoying the various museums dotted around and generally winding down from a hectic few weeks.
Have you been to York before?