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We stayed the night at the Lord Mayor's Own
(York) Scout Group's Scout Hut, thanks once again to the hospitality of
group leader Arthur Benson. They'd even saved the name badge I'd lost in
1998 - thanks!
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into York, still my favorite place in all England. With its nearly
complete city wall surrounding half-timbered houses lining narrow,
winding streets ("gates"), York is just what you expect a
medieval city to look like.
We were first in line at the Yorvik Viking Centre, and took the
Time Cars back in time to the Viking village buried under the
streets of "modern" York. There was a special exhibit
called "Bonebreaker", showing a dozen skeletons found in
York, and detailing the horrific wounds which killed them. A gory
tale, indeed, and right up the Scouts' alley. |
Rob
in the Shambles - York's old butcher's section, now all tourist
shops |
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Jim
in the Stocks at the York Dungeon
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From the Yorvik Centre we went over to the York
Dungeon for an hour's tour of disease and torture through the ages.
The "rat torture" was a favorite, where a rat is placed in
a cage on the victim's chest, and encouraged to eat its way out (ecch).
A spaghetti lunch next door was just the ticket after that.
Then, a climb up to the top of York Minster, largest Gothic
cathedral in northern Europe, and back on the road to Edinburgh,
Scotland, and the Scout Hall of the 150th & 133rd Haymarket Scout Group near the
Zoo. |

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