I liked Wellington when I was with Nina. Not so much now. I thought it was the company, but it's more the narrow roads that make my grandmother nervous, but make me irate. The accommodation is so nice though. We're situated right below the mental health unit so I don't have far to go if my current company bring me to that point. Four generations in one room. You may think wow, but the correct response is omg. I only have to go upstairs. Relief is upstairs. Upstairs. For real, you can hear everything up there. I'm imaging people rocking back and forth while flushing toilets. Because that's what it sounds like.