York Minster

Day 2 ... The York Minster was on memorable place.

I loved this place. I remember standing next to a scale model of it where a blind man was looking at it, reading the braille with his dog at his feet and his health worker by his side, and he turned to me, 'Excuse me.'
I turned, 'Who me?'
'Yes... you're to my left.'
'Sorry.'
'It says here, that the ceilings of this place are over 250 feet high... you can see, right?' he said.
I looked around the place, 'Yes I can.'
'That's a miss-print, isn't it? They can't be that high.'
I remember looking up and turning back to him, 'You can bet your Grandma's panties they are.'
'Holy ****!' he went back to looking at the model and reading the braille.

I'll never forget that conversation... and it was 20 years ago.