Flight of the RNA - courtesy of us

News flash!
Coronavirus in Kuwait! Yes, you already knew.
Kuwaitis back from Iran argue with health workers that they should not be quarantined
But they should go home!
Who’s going to drive these privileged folk?
Oh, that’s right.... they have an expat driver
And expat maids
........
Watching from afar, I see as
The virus inserts itself into the fabric
Of a society
Not just one, many societies
Suddenly
The reality of our immortality strikes
Who’s hand will you touch?
How close must our economy class seats be as that person sneezes?
What are the numbers today?
How to contain a viral explosion
Amongst poverty
Poor health

Friday is my day
Of travel
Masked and gloved
Back into the zone
Fear?
I have none
This is what it is.....

Meditation of travel....

It’s all about the travel!
It’s about the people and their culture.
It’s about the renewal each time you step away from the routine of life.
The challenges of not knowing what is being said, where to go....
Constant rethinks
Bewilderment
Pleasures.
I am saturated
The seductive nature of the unknown is so alluring
And I wonder when I will
Rest
......
Partly a seeking
Partly a learning
But strongly it touches a core
A question
Of is there a place to which I belong?
The question can be dealt with easily as to belong infers a stationary being
So
Crete?
Istanbul?
Wondrous beautiful challenges
Enjoyed in a state of few belongings, a backpack
Lightly traveled
But deeply felt.....
For now I stop in an ancient old town...
With the sea raging against the walls
And I am renewed.