If you have been reading my blog recently, following my social media or just know me, then you will know that I very recently turned 25. It’s safe to say that this years birthday was celebrations was just what I needed- a night away with the two people who will always be there when I need them.
The day started off with the usual to-ing and throwing of organising people. I have to admit I am not the most organised of people, so I was pretty impressed that everything went to plan. Until we went to the train station.
My only moan of the weekend (I promise)
I promise this is my only moan of this post (cause everything else was perfect). When we arrived at the train station we were about 30 minutes early for our planned train. After seeing that an earlier train was available we decided to wait on the platform and get on the earlier train. Normally this isn’t a problem, where we live, there has never really been a problem getting on or off a train. This particular morning as the train pulled in, we saw that people were physically being held into the train as so many people were crammed onto it. Obviously, we were able to get on the originally planned train but I have to say I am so disappointed that there were no staff at the station to ensure that the safety of anyone on or around the train.
Pst. Sorry that parts a bit rambly.
York, my love.
Travel issues aside, York was beautiful as always. York will always have a place in my heart for no other reason than the atmosphere. There really is something amazing in the air and I don’t mean the aftershave from the stag do’s.
At Christmas, York is absolutely amazing. Chestnuts roasting, mulled wine being sipped and ice sculptures trail(depending on when you go), all ooze the spirit of Christmas. There really is something a little bit extra about York at Christmas.
One of my favourite places in the world is Thors Tipi at York Christmas Market, it just makes me feel all warm and toastie when I’m sat by the fire. This year was no exceptions, after buying two glasses of Prosecco, it’s safe to say we were in their a while. I don’t think I’ve been as happy as I was in a very long time.
Bill’s convert, right here!
Bills is a chain we don’t have in Doncaster so, I really wanted to book in and try what they had to offer. And we were all impressed. Holloumi sticks, Mac and Cheese and Their chocolate bombe made for a get birthday feast (of course, all washed down with few gin and tonics). The service was quick but not rushed. Perfect.
Moving on from food and alcohol, I wanted to give a little nod to the two amazing humans that came with me. My birthday wouldn’t have been the same with out either of you. I am so lucky to have the both of you in my life (VOM).
After lunch we went to grab the keys for the apartments. We stayed in Good Ramgate Appartments, Jorvic suite and it was absolutely beautiful. As you walked in you were greeted to a clean and open bathroom, to the left a spacious and stunning bedroom and to the right a modern kitchen and louge. The flat could sleep up to 4 with plenty of room, everything felt so welcoming. I would and probably will stop their again.
After checking in, we stayed in a for an hours or so, went to sainsburys for all the essentials, came back and watched the semi finals of Strictly. Oh I KNOW how to live, right?
Gimme all the food.
First thing on the agenda Sunday morening was to find something to eat! I can speak for all of us when I say we were starving. Of course like the creatures of habbit we are we went back to Bills. No regrets. My avocado, poached eggs and sure beats my morning wheetabix, hands down.
Anyway, one of the main reasons we decided to visit York was The Christmas Market. From Gin to Marsh mellow’s, you name it its sold here from a little wooden hut which makes you think that £40 bottle of gin was worth it. Ah the magic of Christmas.
All jokes aside, York Christmas Market is really beautiful and has some amazing local vendors. Being in the heart of York, means your only a stones throw away from the Shambles- another place that takes my breath away. Seriously, if you have the oppourtunity to visit York, please go- it’s magic.
On Sunday we had this amazing magical moment, we’d just finished our boozey hot chocolate, and whilst walking around the Christmas Market, IT SNOWED. And I very nearly cried – ITS WAS CHRISTMAS MAGIC. It really was magical, I felt like a little kid again.
Ice Trail. Madness.
Whilst we were in York, The York Ice Trail, was being shown all over the city. From a stunningly crafted Theatre ask to Lego Batman to an ice walker. Over 45 ice sculptures decorated the city, from the train station to the Abbey, all as spectacular as the next. The creators of these pieces really are artists in the purest form.
After a little more shopping we decided to take our 20 minute train home. This weekend is pretty much me in a nut shell. Simple pleasures, comfy bed and a lovely bit of shopping.
I don’t think I have ever enjoyed birthday as much as I have my 25th. I am so excited to see where this next year takes me and I’m eve more excited to take you guys along with me for the ride.
Before I finish this post, I wanted to give a little nod to the girls who have made my birthday so special. The blogging girls who champion and inspire me and who with a simple act of kindness really made my birthday a little bit more special, but theres more of that to come tomorrow.