Sunday, March 8, 2020

At Schiphol International Airport

Sunday, March 8, 2020


The first leg of my 35-hour trip to Costa Rica is done. I'm now at Schiphol International Airport in Amsterdam, waiting out a 6-hour layover.

The comings and goings at this airport, like those of the airports in Manila and Taipei that I've passed through, seem normal, as if there is no virus that's ravaging the world. I haven't even seen anybody wearing surgical masks here, unlike in Manila. People look pretty unconcerned, living their lives as they always do. 

Monday, March 2, 2020

Scaredy Cat

Monday, March 2, 2020

D calls me a scaredy cat. But with everything that’s happening nowadays, I have every reason to be scared.  I’m scared of catching the flu before our trip. Authorities might mistake my symptoms as those of COVID-19 and bar me from my flight; I’m scared of catching the virus at the airport, inside the plane, or during the layover. I’m not traveling to China, South Korea, Italy, or Iran so my chances of contracting the virus is slim, but still; I’m scared that D, coming from the US, might get it, although the chances of it are even slimmer; I’m scared that a contagion might explode in the places we’ll go to; I’m scared of everything bad that might happen, yet we’re pushing through with our trip for no virus can stop us from seeing each other and being together.
 
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