I’m Going
Photo by Martha Reynolds
In late December, I planned a return trip to Switzerland, a place I’ve visited numerous times, the setting of four of my novels. I’m writing a new novel and it, too, is set in Switzerland, just outside of Fribourg. So this would an opportunity to do a little book research.
It would be a solo trip - our elderly dog has never been kenneled and we’re not about to start. Besides, I only planned on eight days. Wistfully, I’d hoped for longer, but it just wasn’t going to work this time.
Of course, the news at the top of the page these past days is all about the Coronavirus. Because it’s everywhere, even in Rhode Island. A couple of cases here, a couple of cases in Switzerland, too.
So what do you do? I’ve been walking around the house, singing “Should I Stay or Should I Go” - “Come on, you’ve got to let me know!” In the end, it’s up to me, at least that’s what my husband says. As of today, Monday, I’m going.
I’m careful. I’m aware. I’m living my life, and I intend to stay safe. And I’m going to a country where at least the people in charge don’t cover up the truth in order to make themselves look good. Truth is truth. Let the scientists speak.
Anyway, I’m flying out. I’ll post photos when I can. Stay safe and wash your hands.