Traveling in a new post pandemic world
Our collective memories are short and even the worst crisis becomes forgotten history in a matter of weeks. Even after covid restrictions plagued the entire world for months on end, any opportunity for normalcy was quickly grabbed earnestly. Travel was one such. I don't know when the travel bug bit me. But I suppose when you move to a small island no longer than 1,000km, no wider than 500km; when you are 8,000km from your hometown; and when your only sibling lives another 8,000km away in the opposite direction, you become a traveller. After a day trip to Frankfurt on business in February 2020, planes, and plans, were literally grounded because of the mysterious new highly infectious virus that reached every part of this well connected world that we live in. I remained in the same country for 597 days. This is the longest I have stayed in any country after my very first international trip (to London) in 2010. (I know this because I have a nifty little Excel file with all my t...