Over the weekend before I had my second hockey tournament, my family and I visited the city of York for a night. It's a great city, with diverse restaurants and a rich, Viking based history.
Whilst visiting the Viking Centre, we went on a rather cheesy ride, which is kind of like the haunted house rides you get sometimes at funfairs. However, this one informed visitors about Vikings, and they had figures of Vikings built that, apparently, were based on Vikings' skeletons that they found in York.
Soon afterward, before we went to check into our hotel, we visited the famed city wall, which was the slightly demolished city wall surrounding the old city of York. Of course, the city has been expanded very far out of those walls.
The wall itself had little slits in it for archers to shoot arrows out of. Since they were so thin, very rarely did an enemy's arrow get through. Interestingly enough, some of the slits were longer than others. I suspect this was because some were for powerful longbows, and some for the highly accurate, but smaller, crossbows.
After we had checked into our hotel, I remembered that the final of the Six Nations, Wales v Ireland, was on, so Dad and I turned on the tube and watched that for a while. Once Ireland had won the Grand Slam, we had some dinner at a Chinese buffet (much to the disappointment of Mum) and went to bed.
In the morning, we groggily picked ourselves up and went down to breakfast at the hotel. The hot food did not seem to be open, so we munched on cereals, toast and rolls, and drank coffee and hot chocolate.
We would have liked to stay for lunch in York, but then we wouldn't make the tournament in time. So we drove back to Cambridge and settled back down into our normal, daily routine.
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