Nothing makes me stop reading a movie description faster than seeing those four words (or other words to that effect). I have no interest in "a post-apocalyptic world". But I turned on the news for the first time in a while, and in listening to the media, I think maybe we're already there. Most of the news is focused on Ebola and the enterovirus; the rest is weather and football, both of which would probably survive the apocalypse. I can't believe that people who had any inkling of a risk of being infected with a critical illness would expose others. I absolutely get that when you want to go on vacation, and you've had plans for months, you don't want to miss out. But no vacation is worth 1) not getting proper treatment and 2) making other people sick. Of course, as I write about all of this I'm thinking of my own trip in less than a month. I'm not thrilled that my flight plan has me changing planes in Dallas. Maybe I should have bought trip insurance after all.
Really, I'm not too worried about traveling. In fact, I'm more excited about my trip every day. If I take precautions -- and if infected people stop traveling -- I have no doubt I'll be okay. I have hand sanitizer in my purse, and I'm going to get some wipes for my airplane seat and tray (and any other surfaces I have to touch). My friend said last night that if she were traveling now she would wear a mask. I won't go that far. Tomorrow I will start a one-month course of probiotics (which I usually do before I travel), but I think my best protection is to stop watching the news.
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