The Real Perils of Pauline

I am not accident prone but...

Before leaving for Edinburgh, we were to visit the York Minster. It is the largest Gothic church north of the Alps (per Rick Steves) and dominates in skyline here in York. Construction on it began in 1220 and took 250 yrs to complete, as well it sits on the remains of an ancient Roman building. Today, new construction is not allowed to obstruct the views of the Minster which means there are no sky scrapers. But back to the topic at hand...why are we missing this wonderful church which is steeped in history?

Yours truly took a bit of a tumble down the stairs-at the B&B while trying get my suitcase to the lobby. It was a spectacle to say the least complete  complete with near fainting due to ankle pain, other guests gawking at me, the kind owner offering assistance,  paramedics ready with a joke, a ride to hospital with stories about being there at least 6 hours and experiencing the NHS (National Healthcare System, you get the idea.  )Lucky for me, we were first in the queue at the E.R. X-rays were ordered before ever seeing a Doc, and we were in and out, taxi ordered in about an hour. No fracture was seen just a bad sprain. So the trip will continue but I will be a bit hobbled for  a day or two or three.

My dear Big Fella is off to find some Tylenol and lunch so we don't starve, but of course there is no chance of that happening when he's on board -missing a meal that is. We will press on and hopefully arrive in Edinburgh on schedule. Meanwhile I am feeling a bit sorry for myself -I really wanted to tour the Minster but it gives us a reason to return to this wonderful city.  I have nothing but praise for the care I received from both the hospital staff and the paramedics -who asked me my age by stating, I hope you don't mind this but I have to ask it, how old are you?

A post devoted to York is in the works but without all of the drama.  And I will sign off with bit of the wisdom of Roseanne Roseannadanna.

"It's always something."