Now, a week in the rural English countryside with more than a dozen sex-positive, kinky people might seem invitation to nonstop orgiastic bliss, and you wouldn't necessarily be wrong to think so.
But having reached A Certain Age, namely, that age where orgies and similar sexual shenanigans are not exactly a rare event, but being in the English countryside is,

Inspired by one of the scenes in the book, in which the Lady Alÿs, the aforementioned princess, is attending a formal dance aboard Queen Margaret's airship when she witnesses a strange little man Peter Pan over the edge in the wake of an Unfortunate Discovery,
Lincoln Cathedral is magnificent indeed. I've been to some amazing houses of worship—I've seen Mass at St. Peter's in Rome and at Notre Dame; I've visited the Church of the Savior on Spilled Blood (Церковь Спаса на Крови) in St. Petersburg, Russia; I've looked out over Reykjavík from atop the peak of Hallgrímskirkja in Iceland; and I've climbed the 409 steps to the top of St. Mary's Church in Gdańsk, Poland—but Lincoln Cathedral may be my favorite. It's immense and beautiful and grand and awe-inspiring, and I spent two days of my seven days in England there.