Monday 31 October 2022

Covid strikes

The last couple of years have disrupted wedding schedules. As such, we've seen a fair amount of virtual weddings, last minute weddings, postponed weddings and even the forfeit of large wedding ceremonies. With things slowly opening up, our cousin decided (rather last minute) to arrange a ceremony in Kuala Lumpur. It's an excuse for people to get together and the first family trip since Cairns, and first time abroad in a long time.

So this trip, had a handful of challenges. 1) mum's passport had expired and had to request an emergency replacement, which unfortunately due to the lack of customer support proved to be quite a nerve wracking race against time. 2) Charlie needed a passport to travel 3) the flights booked by mum and dad did not include check-in luggage, and 4) everybody except me got covid and missed the wedding.

The first three challenges were resolved and we managed to book a couple of serviced apartments for our trip. It was only on the Sunday morning one week after arriving in Malaysia when dad started having a cough, then a fever. We continue to socialise over Sunday until he takes a RAT which turns up positive, and he is forced into isolation. Unfortunately this did little to spread the virus as one by one, fevers and coughs were being reported. Mom, Rio, Auntie, Charlie. Within 2 days everybody was testing positive. All, except me. 

Paranoid that I may have already caught Covid for a second time, I go into isolation 3 days after arriving into Malaysia. I end up dining alone and potting about the hotel deciding when I should take a PCR to ensure I can attend the wedding. On the Thursday I decide to get a PCR and inadvertently whack my foot against the kitchen counter. The PCR comes back negative, my foot hurts, I get an x-ray, slight fracture, I'm given pain killers.

I attend the wedding. Although it felt weird knowing that everybody was stuck inside the apartment. The final day we have breakfast, by now everybody is feeling better. It feels all very illegal to gather as a group. What an unexpected trip.























Sunday 9 October 2022

Four-zero







Managed to get to 40 years old. Where has time gone? It was a fairly low key affair, small gathering, some cake and some whisky. Looking forward to cracking the Mouton open!