Very British...

And again it was time to go. I must have reached my step goal today. After a 10-minute walk, I arrived at the apartment.
On the way, I saw quite a few things that were typically English: typical English taxis, typical English double-decker buses, and even a typical English red telephone box. It's amazing that they still exist.
The apartment is nothing special, but it's centrally located and only a 16-minute walk from the AO Arena.
I share it with a couple from Mallorca. He is German, and his husband is French. Two more are arriving tomorrow. A very international group.