in 2006, just as a refresher for ally’all, we went to england. on our final day there we went to york.
knaresborough
an amazing village with an amazing castle we found on our way to york (or thirsk– can’t remember the exact order of things). these knaresborough ones were all taken with the analog, and they all came out pretty badly.
i actually can’t remember if the last two here are from york or knaresborough.
york minster abbey
this church wasn’t more beautiful than the others, or even more densely packed with religious what-nots. but its iconography was definitely a lot weirder.
again, didn’t come out so well, but i was so amused by the gargoyles that just stick out straight into space.
such a pimp.
all benevolent men, i’m sure. because only benevolent men get statue-fied against the wall of a church. are these kings? priests? madmen? honestly i dont remember, and honestly i’m not sure there was a difference.
headless semaphore angels, CHECK. york abbey has it all.
next page: more york minster abbey
york minster abbey pt. 2
steer your life by these stars.
see this is where it starts getting weird.
another similarity between england and logan airport in boston: everything is under constant construction.
ken looks so vicious.
next page: up on the wall
on the wall
york was a paranoid city, surrounded by a fantastic wall that you are only allowed on top of in the daylight (they close the gates down below at night. i wonder if anyone ever gets stranded up there?).
york had some pretty interesting secluded park areas.
ken was so sick of my picture-taking by the end of this trip.
a set of stairs coming down from the wall.
next page: york down below
york down below
we walked around for a bit on our way back to the train station.
you don’t say! another graveyard?
best name for a street ever. there’s a whole story about this, but basically it is derived from a similar-sounding name that means “what a street!” indeed. although on second glance this seems similar to the suspiciously circular type of advertising used in charlotte’s web.
some church or another, who can be arsed to keep track?
some other castle or another.
this was taken under no light, but photoshop rescued it. good old girl.
york station.
coming home
this is the next and last picture i took (that actually turned out). it’s ken on the bus back home. 🙂
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