Troubles of a Twenty-Something

There are two things I would like to say about York. Number one: the fudge is amazing. Eat and buy as much as you can because there’s none other quite like it (it lasts a good few months, I asked). Number two: I think I could live in York.

Having never been to York before, yet it only being about a twenty-minute drive from Leeds, last week I took the venture north and spent the day in the city. First thoughts were how much it reminded me of home. Not Leeds home. Home home. Back in Cambridge. It was very olde-worlde with little narrow streets and the river running through the centre. Picturesque.

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