We left York and drove to Flamborough Head which is an eight mile promontory on the Yorkshire coast.
We left Flamborough Head going north to Scarborough.
We had a drink on the balcony of the (not so) Grand Hotel. The bartender asked us why anyone would come to Scarborough. He was quite young and had lived there all of his life but did not seem to be happy there. We never did find Scarborough Fair, maybe it is in Maine. We left this sad little town and drove on to Whitby where we had reserved a nice apartment for the next two nights.