Kew to Hammersmith

The last and final walk... and I'm not just posting this now because I saved the walk until the very bitter end. Nooooooo, I am no procrastinator. Well maybe I didn't used to be. Anyyyyyways. This walk was actually alright! Anytime I get to be enjoying a view of the Thames, it is a good time, even though this wasn't my favorite part of it. It had a strange smell to it that I didn't particularly enjoy. The highlight of the walk was probably the beach houses at the end. It felt a little bit like a beach in California, but I liked it for different reasons. The beach homes were simply perfect. They were lovely and quaint, and everything you could ever hope for in a beach home. The fronts were even overtaken with fresh, full, purple lilacs, or "those purple things" as Brenden so wisely referred to them. This area had a different feel to it. At the very end by the Hammersmith stop I felt like I was back in the city, but during it didn't feel like I was. It was far enough away to have a smaller feeling to it, which was slightly appealing. I cannot say I'm mad that these walks are over and done with. It has been lovely, and it is even more so now!