Of course I'm wondering when I'll get on a plane again: in the meanwhile, I'll just look at tempting depictions of foreign destinations on my way to work ... (this has long been one of my favorite store fronts). In theory, I'm heading to England to see my father (and go to a couple of exhibitions) at the end of Spring Break; in practice - who knows? I change my mind about the wisdom of this every hour or so, and have reconciled myself to saying that I'll make up my mind in two weeks, by which time we - and the UK - will presumably either be in full pandemic panic meltdown, or we won't.
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