My phone, being smart and all, has been creating a notification that tells me I have some memories stored on it for this day a year ago, or two years, or many years.

The pictures it is showing are of our trip to China a few years ago.

Not much chance of going back, and, back then, neither of us could imagine that everything that has happened in the last two years could happen.

But, it did.

And one of the effects of those events is no more overseas travel whilst COVIS is still alive and kicking.

No travel of any sort can be contrmplated at the moment with the Omicron variant is running almost rampant.  We can’t even fly to another state because such close proximity to someone with it, fully vaccinated or not, would be dangerous for my state of health which is compromised.

Travel, of course, is the main escape, where we can get away from our daily lives, and go somewhere quite different from where we live and experience a different world.  The people, the food, the sights.

What is probably more significant is that we might not be able to go away again, now it’s been assumed there is no cure for the virus, just the varying degrees of seriousness.  I for one, would not want to risk catching it in another country, simply because of the medical expenses, and the chances are that travel insurance will not cover me for the Coronavirus because of my compromised immune system.  We all know insurance companies love to find loopholes to not pay.

And no cover means no travel, even if you are able to.

So, it means that any travel we will be doing, when we can, will be in our own country when it is safe to do so.  So too for New Zealand, and we may be able to travel there.

One day.

Until then, my smartphone is going to keep sending me gentle reminders of what it was like in another lifetime.