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                                                                                   The first thing I

                                                                                   noticed was NO

                                                                                     BAR FRIDGE!



                                                                                and snacks – he had a whole stash as border
                                                                                patrol had ‘freaked out’ when he had had a
                                                                                panic attack in the Red Zone queue and had
                                                                                handed him water and snacks to ‘assist’ him . .
                                                                                . mmm – anyhow, let’s call him Alfie. Alfie has
                                                                                bipolar and borderline personality disorder.
                                                                                He is also very funny. We liked him from the
                                                                                outset, and exchanged mobile  numbers so
                                                                                we could check up on him in quarantine and
                                                                                make sure he was doing ok. He will probably
                                                                                be ‘released’ on day three for medical reasons.

                                                                                So after a further 45-minute wait, we finally
                                                                                were bussed to our quarantine hotel. First
                                                                                impressions  –  don’t  count  here.  We  were
                                                                                given a briefing and believe me – all on their
                                                                                terms with zero flexibility. Hannah and I had
                                                                                concocted this ‘fool proof’ plan on how to get
                                                                                a room upgrade. However, seeing Alfie who
                                                                                had a duffel bag full of meds not get a room
                                                                                upgrade should have been our cue. I told the
                                                                                receptionist that I had generalised anxiety and
                                                                                claustrophobia and that I needed a bigger
                                                                                room with a window. She responded, “Do you
                                                                                have enough meds?” Perhaps I should have
                                                                                had a panic attack to get some snacks?

                                                                                The room: Our cell for 11 days is tiny. The first
                                                                                thing I noticed was NO BAR FRIDGE! So no
                                                                                booze and no ordering provisions. Hannah
                                                                                noticed a smell of urine in the shower room!
               someone is going to die in this line                             We each have our own single bed. There is one
                                                                                chair, a cupboard that only accommodates
                                                                                two jackets. A huge TV with no Netflix! A non-
          We were fortunate.  We had some lovely   Miami. I am not sure what their issue was,   opening window to prevent Hannah and me
          passengers around us, chatty and friendly.   but they entertained us for at least fifteen   joining  the  planes  flying  past.  The  shower
          Eventually, Hannah and I told the mom to   minutes. They were yelling and swearing at   room is small and dishes and cutlery and dirty
          jump the queue and move ahead of us – we   border patrol. Telling them how to do their   clothes are to be washed in the basin. Anyway,
          expected an outcry from the passengers, but   jobs,  accusing  them  of  being  racist.  The   after our initial spoilt brat attitude had passed,
          were so surprised when all those around us   gentleman had an “effing broken neck and   we decided to just go with the flow. So, we
          then pushed her and her son to the front of   his wife was effing pregnant and they had   unpacked, showered, (Hannah in my slops –
          the queue. Her son of course had been there   just come off an effing eight hour flight” etc.   in honour of her dad), put on our pyjamas and
          and  even  through  passport  control  a  few   Eventually,  they  were  let  through.  Finally,  it   just as we had slipped under the 100 count
          times with border patrol running behind him!   was our turn – our border patrol official was so   sheets with 400 tog duvet inner – the most
          The queue to the left of us was for the elderly   smitten with Hannah, he hardly looked at her   annoying noise fills up the remaining space in
          and those needing assistance.  This queue   documents. We were then ushered through   our room – I think it came from the plumbing/
          actually took way longer.  The elderly were   and chaperoned to a further queuing area   pipes above. For those that don’t know me – I
          carried via ‘a battery operated cart thingy’ –   but this time for hotel quarantine. Fortunately,   fixate on sound, i.e. dogs barking, weed eaters
          these carts certainly let you know they were   this queue was virtually empty.  We were   and leaf blowers. Zip, zero way that I will be
          there – they sounded like they had had their   not allowed to walk to the front, but had to   able to spend 24/7 in a small box listening to
          voice boxes removed.  We got the giggles   zigzag  our  way  through  the  cordoned  off    that without having suicidal thoughts – death
          when an elderly gentleman commented,   area. Here, we met a delightfully entertaining   by heavy metal, so I rang reception and tried
          “someone is going to die in this line”. Ahead   gentleman (also waiting in the line for the   AGAIN for a room upgrade . . . reception called
          of the ‘dying gentleman’ were a couple from   same quarantine hotel) who offered us water   security, who incidentally were seated at the


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