Suddenly, it was the end of the week. In the morning classes, Rory want us to tell a story to our partner, and the story must be true except for two lies in it. The purpose was to observe other people's behavior when he or she was lying. After that, we had a word-guessing games, and that was when I found myself blending in with the class and quite enjoying the games. People in the picture are (form left of the back row) me, two Japan girls, Swiss girl, Mid-American boy, French girl, Rory, Nicaragua boy, China girl, Sue from Korea, girl from I-don't-know-where, and Korean boy (Sue's relative). There were still many people, at least three, didn't attend the class today.

Assembling all the members in central yard at 13:00, uncle explained to us some detail of tomorrow's schedule.

At first, I didn't have any plan for the afternoon, because I had to wash my clothes, go to internet coffee to upload some photos and deal with other trivial things. But later I decided to go to somewhere rather than spending time on unimportant issue. I went to Paperchase near Goodge St. station to buy some stationary for souvenirs, and then I had my Oyster Card extended to zone 3, because my destination, Kew Garden, is located at zone 3. This was the view from the window of my room.

For the ten minutes walk from the station to the entrance of the garden, I hoped I could toottle along the street, but actually I was in a hurry, because it had been forty pass three and the garden would close at 18:30.

So I was irresolute about whether buy the ticket or not, because the ticket cost £8.75 for students. At the end, I tried to forget about all the price thing, and headed my way into the garden.

Covering about 300 acres, Kew is much like a very big park than a garden. I followed the main route on the map and the first place I visited was Palm House the greenhouse.

I felt extremely hot in the green house, especially with the stinging sunlight penetrated through the transparent roof. The plant in the room were not rare for one from subtropics, so I liked Aquatic Display in the basement better, since it was cooler there.

The Orangery Restaurant.

A restromm.

Queen's Garden

River Thames. It was deserted in the back of garden.

Sackler Crossing.

Temperate House. It was near 18:00 and the greenhouse had been closed at 17:30.

Japanese Gateway.

Pagoda. Circling a big round of the garden, I was back at the entrance at 18:30, and I had no choice but headed back to London. That was the end of my hasty trip of Kew.

Back to the residence, I hurried to the internet coffee. However, the one I usually went refused my entry because of the time of closure, so I had to search for another shop, and, luckily, I found one just in a small lane opposite to Waterloo station.

I finished washing my clothes before 23:00, and the ended the period I stayed in London. Everything was compacted on the last day that I had no time to recollect what had happened the three weeks.