When I went on my trip last weekend, the weather was really good. At Friday I dutifully finished all my work in a half-empty office and early Saturday morning I packed up my stuff, got in my car and headed out of town. The usual convoy of cars hadn't formed yet, so I speed without problems to my destination.
While in the car, I make a call to a former colleague from Spain from which I mysteriously hadn't heard since the summer of 2021. I remember that we used to work together, go on trips and even signed a petition in 2020 to open pubs that were closed due to some strange danger.
It was interesting to hear that the phone number was still working, she was fine. I understood that she was looking for a new job but otherwise nothing had really changed in four years.
This experience reminded me the last week situation in swimming pool, where I met my former classmate. It's been a long time since we've seen each other, I'd say about four years.
We talked little bit and he said everything is fine. He is now working on infrastructure at a local TV station and the doctors told him to take more care of his health so he started to go regularly swimming.
During the trip I stopped at a local shop to equip myself with a hat and gloves but in the end it wasn't even necessary. There was a lot of snow but the sun was shining so it didn't feel cold and I warmed up during the climbing.
It took me about two hours to walk from the bottom to the top and I skipped the cableway in the process, following the lead of the new Be Healthy initiative in USA I figured I needed to practice my physical skills and not just sit at the computer whole time.
As I approached the top, I crossed the main road where hikers were coming from below and from the cableway. I registered several families with daughters talking about something very important and instinctively tried to escape as fast I could.
I don't know what it is but I have now aversion to listening to women's conversations. It evokes in me feeling of rage and anger. No idea why. Maybe it has something to do with a last years of covid era.
At the top I had a coffee in the cafeteria, looked at the scenery, checked out the surroundings and then came back. On the way back, I noticed a police group that had driven up in a van, took some photos, talked to the locals and took a selfie with them. The locals were more than happy to take picture and show their loyalty to the law protecting members.I saluted the proper military salute and made my way down the road.
During the descent I stopped for a short break and talked to the local business owner about the economic situation, which as he described is not good. The money are running out and it looks like the tourists didn't come this year.
The owner and I talked for a while but as soon as I mentioned that they had completely destroyed the economy under covid, his wife gave me a hostile look so I finished my tea and headed back instead.
I checked into a local hotel that was already fully automated and headed into town that evening. Everywhere was empty, which is very common today. Before the dinner I walked around town and went to local spa place, where I talked shorty in dressing room to younger guy, how it here ended up with the whole deadly virus story.
He told me, that it just disappeared. I tried to share with him information, that it seems now that the lab origin story was correct and that it means, the whole chain of events probably wasn’t like they claimed to us and that is interesting, how many people can be wrong about it. He seemed not so much surprised anymore.
After that I visited an Italian restaurant which is one of the few still surviving. I remember this restaurant because we were there during a mysterious crisis with my girlfriend when everyone was claiming, that there supposed to be a deadly virus, but it was just completely made up story. Amazingly, the owner survived.
On Sunday, I visited a mass in church, talked to a few locals and learned that everyone has been sick somehow lately. Then I returned to my hometown to visit my father and during my arrival I seen our neighbor across fence. This lady, which is now 90 years old, was alone on garden pushing the big electric metal oven on her own. Her husband 92 years still drivers. I asked, if she needs some help, that I will be happy to do it. She responded, that it’s not needed. It's an exercise for her and she's used to it.
I asked why maybe the neighbors wouldn't help but she said no one around here talks to anyone anymore. Everybody's is just home. We talked about some other topics and it was interesting that even she knew that the whole covid thing had nothing to do with health. She was even happy to hear that these people had completely lost now and would get what they deserved.
It was almost grotesque to observe.
I still remember when four years ago someone told these people that they should stay locked up at home for an imaginary reason and they really believed it. I remember those discussions as I participated in them as well. What fascinates me till today is that they really believed it, and yet there was never anything dangerous. It was only in their heads.
It's a fascinating time, and maybe it's better to just talk about the weather now.