bellbird
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NZ has been in lockdown for two weeks now.
I just got home from the supermarket. It was my first shop since we went into lockdown, and I'm hoping I won't need to go for another till the lockdown is lifted.
Such a bizarre experience. It felt like I'd stepped into some alternate reality, or into a movie even.
Carpark rows usually filled with cars instead blocked out, with black crosses on concrete at two metre intervals indicating where people may stand as they queue, to adhere to social distancing.
A police car quietly driving by the disjointed snake-like queue of shoppers, noting all in order, and then leaving the human snake to itself again.
People adorned in bright blue gloves and coloured masks, clinging tightly to their trolleys; their only sense of physical touch in a building full of people.
Security at the front door, observing people sanitising their hands, as they entered one by one.
Government announcements sounding over the radio, in between songs that some sang out loud to.
And checkout workers nestled amongst PPE, like fish in two-sided perspex tanks.
All in response to an enemy we can't even see with the naked eye. Madness.
I just got home from the supermarket. It was my first shop since we went into lockdown, and I'm hoping I won't need to go for another till the lockdown is lifted.
Such a bizarre experience. It felt like I'd stepped into some alternate reality, or into a movie even.
Carpark rows usually filled with cars instead blocked out, with black crosses on concrete at two metre intervals indicating where people may stand as they queue, to adhere to social distancing.
A police car quietly driving by the disjointed snake-like queue of shoppers, noting all in order, and then leaving the human snake to itself again.
People adorned in bright blue gloves and coloured masks, clinging tightly to their trolleys; their only sense of physical touch in a building full of people.
Security at the front door, observing people sanitising their hands, as they entered one by one.
Government announcements sounding over the radio, in between songs that some sang out loud to.
And checkout workers nestled amongst PPE, like fish in two-sided perspex tanks.
All in response to an enemy we can't even see with the naked eye. Madness.