I’m not really one for taking many photos, I find it detracts from the experience of being in places. Better to have a couple of photos to jog the memory than take a hundred and not remember what was going on when you took ‘em.
I take some sort of bizarre pleasure from hearing American tourists in cities like York, especially in places like pubs, marvelling at how old everything is. We overheard an American woman in the Jorvik museum asking one of the staff whether there were many Roman remains in York. His response? “Yeah, loads”. She sounded amazed. I’ve clearly been spoiled living so near to Chester. Roman walls and ampitheatre? Meh.