On Tuesday 4th September, I made it to the stadium! Just in time as it was also Moving Day. The biggest regret of my life would of been not visiting the site in all it's glory living just a 20 minute walk into the site.
A perfectly sunny morning for some rest & relaxation. I left the house stressful but as soon as I stepped into the grounds of the Olympic Park, I was instantly overwhelmingly calm and happy.
I enjoyed observing some blind long jump, blind racing, and wheelchair racing over a cup of coffee whilst soaking up the atmosphere (and sunshine).
A fitting end for my last day as an East Londoner.