The Parish

Ron promised our friend a night out in York for her birthday. For anyone under 25, that likely means predrinking and then a trip down Micklegate Run. Typically, it’s easier to start at the top of the run and work your way down (since the road is at a 30 degree angle). Unfortunately Kat has to work the early shift the next day, so we start at the bottom where she can make a quick exit and leave us to climb our way up. For a Canadian, The Parish is almost a little shocking. Old buildings are so rare they are almost always historical sites – this one is a bar. A transformed 11th century medieval church hosts this interesting establishment. As if The Parish was only interested in giving the outward appearance of a church, the inside is completely decked out in art-deco lighting and furnishings – it’s easy to forget that this once used to be a place of worship.

Stat Sheet 3: The Parish
2 Micklegate, York, YO1 6LG – 01904 643424
Events: No info
Notes: Micklegate Run, Notable

Kat: This is so awesome. A church converted into a bar. Only in England, a place so overrun with churches and old buildings that the only solution is to transform one into a den of sin! This time Ron and I aren’t alone, we’ve come with friends and made the night into a birthday party. While Ron and the others are downing Jagerbombs and party shots, I take pictures and sip my pint. I have to work in the morning so I’m keeping my partying to a modest level. Ron and I take our now traditional “look, we’re in a pub together” snapshot, I finish my beer and call a cab. At this point I’ve only been living in England for 3 days so I have no idea where I am or how to get home, so a cab seems like the best solution. Ron and company wave me goodbye and carry on for more birthday fun.

Ron: Even though I’m not particularily religious, I can’t help but feel a bit blasphemous downing a Jager-bomb in church. Still, we are at a birthday party, so bottoms up! I must admit, the going price for those dangerous little drinks here was a pretty good one for being made with Red Bull and not some knock-off. We’re all in a good mood, ready for a night out, but the barmaid seems a little irked she had to pull herself out of the back room to provide us our beverages. We reward her bitter attitude by having her pour us a round of pints in addition to the shots, after which she pouts into some crisps as we grab a seat. The girls are supremely impressed by the sinks in the bathroom, and I take that as a cue to leave.

The Black Eyed Peas’ “I Gotta Feeling” comes on the speakers and we make quick work of our pints, we know tonight is gonna be a good night, no matter the barmaid’s mood! We call a cab for Kat, and wait outside an old church for it to arrive. We sadly bid her adieu, before the rest of us march up the street to the next stop on Micklegate.
Cheers x x


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