Last weekend in Wellington
God, I hate packing. But pack we must. And we’re making slow and steady progress, tortuous though it is at times. I have 6 days to go and this is my final weekend in Wellington until December. Very peculiar to be leaving work on the day a global pandemic phase 6 is declared by WHO. A job in emergency management for over 3 years, and I leave on that day. Ah, the hollow irony!
It looks like New Zealand authorities are beginning to pick up their first cases of community based transmission of Influenza A (H1 N1), and some of those cases are in Wellington. So, it looks like scrupulous hand-washing and hygiene practices for me to keep myself well before I go to the UK – though cases are increasing rapidly there too.
I still have relatively little idea as to the exact role I will be going into when I arrive in the UK, after my course in New York. I am slightly disappointed in the level of communication I am receiving from the Department of Health over there. I am now technically jobless and don’t know what I’ll be doing after I arrive in London – and from Tuesday, Kate is in the same boat. I’m sure it will all come out in the wash, but the uncertainty is a challenge that adds to the turmoil of the move.
Run on Sun, Mar 07
22.96 km (05:14 min/km)
HR 151 bpm - Burned 1,892 C
Cadence 87 spm
