Humour: Flying during the pandemic– Nothing less than an adventure

It was a dark and stormy night. Hours earlier, I had been heartened by the empty check-in counters. The polite gentleman in charge asked whether I’d like to book the middle seat beside my travel companion. I said I wouldn’t mind that, betraying my rookie Covid-19 traveller status. “Certainly, ma’am. But you’ll need to wear a gown,” he offered. “But I haven’t carried my pearls,” I replied in my head; I hate it when Covid safety protocol is deflated by jokey rejoinders. And so, settling for an aisle seat, I embarked on my most ambitious journey yet, as brave as Amelia Earhart and perhaps as doomed.