The Trip Before the World Shut Down
It’s hard to forget my time in Turkey, (not just because of the good times, the people, the food and the experience). But because I casually left the Uk on the 1st of March aware there was a pandemic, but not consciously living out the reality of the pandemic; only to return on the 8th to be so aware that I wondered about why people were packed closely and coughing with reckless abandon at the Immigration point in UK. I wondered why no one was screening us for symptoms, why no one wanted to know where we came in from etc. And that was where the fear began. I looked at our whole arriving flight as a potential missile that landed in the UK. And I extrapolated that to all other flights coming in from everywhere else without checks and I knew, sadly before the leaders realised it, that we were sitting on a ticking time bomb. And right after that trip, life changed: at work, with travel, and even at home! By the 10th of March, I was fit testing for FFP3. ...