Locked Down in London, Day 47:
Every exit strategy that is discussed by governments, scientists, etc. have a common feature – that we’ll have no fun this year. Foreign or possibly even domestic holidays will not be worth taking; restaurants, museums, pools, places of fun will be the last things to reopen.
It sucks. But for most of us, there’s always next year.
Most of us; not all. Spare a thought for those who are terminally ill and this is their last spring/summer when they could have been doing something they wanted to do before their death.
Virtual Escape: Cape Sounion
Like travel to Greece…
Place me on Sunium’s marbled steep,
Where nothing, save the waves and I,
May hear our mutual murmurs sweep;
There, swan-like, let me sing and die.
(Lord Byron: The Isles of Greece)
Further Reading: ⇒ The Isles of Greece by Lord Byron ⇒ Lord Byron