After
spending an hour or so at the memorial, we went off in search of the Kensington Pa
lace, but got sidetracked along the way. We saw the Albert house and memorial. The memorial was opened in 1872 by Queen Victoria in memory of her husband. The focal point of the memorial is Albert, seated and covered in gold. From there, we tried to find Kensington Palace, but Hyde Park is HUGE, so I stopped a nice British man to ask for directions. We were headed in the right direction, but before making it to the palace, we found a nice little statue of Albert's wife - Queen Victoria.
Anyway, we kept walking and eventually made it to Kensington Palace. We just walked into the reception hall, as it was something like 18 pounds (or 36 dollars) to go in, and that jus
t seemed ab
surd. We saw that it was really elaborate and ornate, and were all satisfied with that. Instead, we left to go to Harrods. It is this HUGE luxury store, where I swear some of the things cost more than your average house. We walked in long enough to see that it was too expensive, and to experience the enormity of the place, and then left for some cheaper shops along the streets. After that, we spent about an hour and a half on buses trying to make our way to Abbey Road (from the Beatles song) but eventually gave up as it was getting darker and colder. Instead we went to King's Cross station to see platform 9 3/4. For Harry Potter fans out there, you should understand the significance of this. It was nothing too special, but we were happy to actually see something after failing at finding Abbey Road.
At that point, it was starting to get pretty late, so we started in the direction of Victoria station. We me
t up and decided to have dinner at a pizza place in the train station. We stayed there just chatting for a while, and eventually took the last coach bus to the airport at around 11:30. This put us at the airport around 12:45, and our plane didn't leave until 6:40 in the morning, but we decided it was best just to get to the airport early and try to catch some sleep than to try to get there in the middle of the night. That left us all having an awkward little slumber party on the floor of the airport, catching our plane, bus, and train back to Louvain-la-Neuve and sleeping practically all day on Monday. Great trip!

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