It looks like the Coronavirus has won. With another five weeks left in my planned visit to Indonesia, I have decided to pack my bags one more time and head to the airport. I do this with a heavy heart.
For one thing, I don’t particularly want to be cooped up in a tin can in the air for hours. I don’t want to leave this beautiful island or these equally beautiful people who rely so much on visitors for the necessities of life. And I’m not looking forward to experiencing the end of Canadian winter, quite possibly the hardest time of year for me. Oh yes, and 14 days in self-isolation.
But the handwriting is on the wall. The options for getting home were already dwindling but with yesterday’s Canadian government announcement, they will become scarce. I tried for three days to reach Expedia to discuss options to no avail. I can’t reach my travel insurance company to see if any of the additional costs will be covered. My Skype calls don’t work half of the time and the other half result in my being on hold without ever reaching a human being. Better to grab the bull by the horns.
Of course, having booked a ticket by no means guarantees that I’ll actually board a plane on Friday. But I have to try.
Sorry to hear this, Susan ….we are in Mexico, and will leave tomorrow with also heavy hearts — I look at this place and the people here: how will they live when we all retreat? And for how ling will the world be on lock-down?
Safe travels home … sendung virtual hugs
Good luck with your travels Susan.
We will have to push the travel reset now too.
We haven’t booked anything so no loss. Procrastination has its up side, unfortunately.