从利物浦回来后去self storage取了行李，打了个XL black cab，搬到了新家。

新家在Shoreditch，在Columbia花市和Brick Lane中间。

房东是个人在伦敦的曼城人，看样子是位五十来岁的独居女士。除了来来往往的租客，陪她的还有条十三岁的叫Ronnie的狗狗。Ronnie年纪大了，不吵不闹，行动也钝钝的。房东不在房间里的时候就在门口等着，出去时间久了他会哭，很大声地一直哭。房东说Ronnie上了年纪重新变成离不开人的婴儿了。

新家终于满足了我住进英国house的心愿，虽然没有Barbican Center那样角落都是风景的社区，但是甚至比Barbican还喜欢！

房间里什么都有，房东还放了很多书、摄影集，但是最喜欢的是她亲手做的一本当地导览剪贴簿。

怎么这么好！

我的运气真的全用在找房子上了。

I'm at the Shangri-La Bus Terminal: I am going back from Shangri-La
Just now
the foodies drank the delicious butter tea and ate delicious cakes and local dishes.Suddenly a little reluctant to leave！(>People<;) ps: Sister finally washed her hair and regained her self-confidence (Tsundere face?

得知一个美女并不是她表现的那样
我宛如网恋失败[二哈][二哈][二哈][二哈]
"Facebook, therefore, is a self-enhancer' paradise,where people can share only the most flattering photos, the cream of their wit, style,beauty, intellect and lifestyles. It's not that people's profiles are dishonest, but they portray an idealised version of themselves. "
To be honest, I think it's a lie and dishonest…