day 6

So yesterday evening my husband and I sat down to start off the weekend with Apero and briefed about our thoughts on the first week of lockdown.  The word chaotic came up a lot.   

We talked about how different things were from a week ago when we were on vacation in Chamonix.  The kids went to ski school.  We went skiing/snowboarding.  Before that it was business as usual.  We were working and taking public transportation every day while the kids were in school/day care.  And then bam.  Lockdown.  

We watched from afar when the Coronavirus started in Wuhan China in December halting Lunar New Year celebrations.  We started to hear about cases in France end of January.  By mid-February it was all people could talk about.  Was it or wasn’t it dangerous?  Didn’t the flu kill more people every year?  I noticed people where giving me more space on the metro especially if I coughed.  My parents were surprised we ordered sushi from a restaurant owned by Chinese people.  When Italy was hard hit, people started making jokes about eating pizza.  

Now we’re sitting in our apartment like we have done for the past six days in order to save lives as part of a quarantine strategy employed today not only by France but by Argentina, Austria, Belgium, Czech Republic, Denmark, El Salvador, Honduras, Ireland, Italy, Lebanon, Malaysia, Morocco, Poland, Spain, United Kingdom, and Venezuela.  

Oh how things have changed.