The morning began quietly, although we didn’t end up going to the British Library as usual. We puttered around the hotel, using the WiFi in the lounge and getting ourselves ready for the day. We headed out around noon via the tube to St. Paul’s station to visit the cathedral. We stopped in at a little café for a snack and an Americano before wandering through the churchyard to the entrance. It’s a large, imposing structure, and D commented that it looked much less ornate than the Gothic cathedrals. We headed in and soon discovered, much to my dismay, that no photographs were allowed inside.

We had a good start, getting up and out the door to be at the British Library when it opened (9:30am). It was amusing to see a line up going in when we arrived, but we managed to grab comfy seats with outlets. We toiled away for a few hours before heading out to enjoy the sunshine. D wanted to head back to the Monmouth Coffee shop for a wee dram of delicious espresso, so we tubed over to the Seven Dials area. We stopped in at a fancy French restaurant in Covent Garden that had gotten good reviews to make a reservation for Friday night before walking up to the coffee shop.

It was a relatively quiet day spent in York. After breakfast, we headed out to see inside York Minster. While one can walk up to the top, we were feeling cheap and decided to just have a look around. The immensity of the minster from the outside should be a predictor of the vastness on the inside; however, it still is somewhat breath-taking when you look up at these soaring ceilings and massive stone columns with stained glass windows lining the walls.