Thursday, April 03, 2003

Back from Hong Kong, hopefully without SARS.
Had spent seven days in a city full of surgical masks, became totally accustomed to being served food and drinks by masked waitresses, and driven around by masked taxi drivers. Bold headlines in the daily English language newspaper talked not of the slaughter in Iraq but of quarantine and outbreaks. There was always the feeling in the back of your mind that an involuntary cough or sneeze would cause people to turn and flee.
We landed in Heathrow this morning after cutting our trip short by three days. Darren’s phone powered on and located it’s home network, then downloaded the text messages that had queued up during the duration of the flight. The first message was from his mate: "I heard you were out in Hong Kong, did you hear about the flu over there?"

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