At last, we were able to make that long awaited road trip back to my hometown to visit my parents whom I hadn't seen since lockdown.
Thankfully, my parents are fine. Angels had been looking out for them during the curfew. Strangers left food and essentials on their doorstep. A neighbour who fell out with them years ago even sent food over!
I guess you can say it took a pandemic to mend their feud of more than 10 years and over some silly tree if my memory serves me correctly!
The pandemic is not only healing the earth but it is also patching up broken relationships.
It has brought out the worst and best in people.
Masking in public is the law.
A masked society is somewhat freaky.
It's like living in a world without smiles.
Dining out and shopping are no longer what they used to be. At the entrance of every business premise, temperatures are taken and customers are required to leave their names, contact numbers and temperature readings either by scanning the QR code on their phones or by filling up a log book. Those who don't abide by the rules are denied entry.
I accept that these procedures are necessary for contact tracing but I am not at ease with the privacy trade-off. I dread the thought of a security breach.
Dining out and indulging in the foods we had been craving since lockdown
|Hubby's favourite meal of Ayam Goreng Berempah|
|Sambal Stuffed Fish|
Celebrating Father's Day in our favourite restaurant that has just reopened for dine-ins
|X marks the spot where you can't sit|
Yes, it was a bit strange walking into my favourite noodle shop — half of the tables in the shop had disappeared!
And it felt odd and absurd sitting with my family with empty chairs between us at a table marked with red Xs. When a fellow diner glanced in our direction, I flashed a smile at her. It was kinda sad that she couldn't read my facial expressions behind the mask 'cos a smile always makes two. And I'm accustomed to smiling at folks most of the time.