QUEENSTOWN ISOLATION SUCKS

Is there a better place to isolate? Probably not. (photo taken before I was sick)

Was I immune? Clearly not. Did I get a mild dose? Hell no!
It was nasty. Aches, pains, coughing fits, shortness of breath ... I honestly felt a hospital trip might be in order and this was a day after skiing. I'm fit (well, sort of for a 50 year old) but this was nasty and the effects are lingering some three weeks later. Having now experienced the worst of the virus, I wouldn't wish it on anybody.

But, what is worse than having to isolate at home? In my humble opinion, it was having to isolate in Queenstown.
It was truly depressing to look out the window and see the mountains bathed in sunshine and not be able to enjoy it. It truly is an amazing place and my favourite place in NZ. Hopefully, when I return, I won't be stuck in doors sick! (view from my house towards Coronet on the right)

What was nice was keeping in touch with our Rotary Newmarket Comms team. It kept me thinking of better things and highly amused ... especially with Ron's volume of emails (why send one when twelve will do
). They made me laugh and kept me sane ... well, sort of 

