It's 90 degree weather, gulf breezes, views from our 34th story hotel room on Canal Street, remote work, and long walks by myself during the day... and hotel bars, takeout, and hangouts with Big A in the evening.
We might be the only people masking in the hotel (full of emergency medicine doctors because of the conference) like at all, and were a handful of people masked in the airport and on the plane.
This is absolutely non essential travel for me, so a part of me is puritanically and vindictively whispering that if I get Covid because of this trip, I deserve it. But right in this moment, I'm having fun.
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When I watched my aunt's funeral online a couple weeks ago I didn't see a mask in the whole church. It made me nervous just watching.
Sorry for the loss of your aunt, StephLove.
(And yup. We travel back today, and that part will not be fun.)
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