We spent some time with old clocks, Sumerians and Lewis chess pieces but we were pretty tired already.
A cabbie en route to King's Cross told Lyn all about "The Knowledge", the gruelling process of getting a cab licence in London. It turns out that all London cabbies are self employed. Lyn said, "So you get to decide when you work." He replied, "No, the wife does!"
Then we caught the train to York. We walked from the station, past the city walls and through the Micklegate, to our apartment.
The last task for two very tired travellers was grocery shopping. We'll properly explore tomorrow.
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