Lizzy McFly

Last Saturday, Mike and I made it out for our last flight for at least a couple weeks.  The Flying Club has shut down (understandably!) for at least two weeks.  So, I won’t be reuniting with Vyctor any time soon.  I’m so glad we had such a nice flight.  Since I had already started mostly quarantining myself that day, my buddy at the Club kindly pulled Vyc our for us.  That way, I did not have to walk through the Club or around anyone to get out to the apron.  But first we hit the drive through at Timmies then sat in the car in the airport and watched the planes:

We couldn’t fly anywhere to breakfast, of course, so it was a nice local flight.  We headed south through Welland and out to Port Colborne.  Heading east toward Buffalo then turning north-west through Fort Erie.  Here is the eerily empty Peace Bridge:

We came along this which looked very strange from the air.  We circled around it once but couldn’t figure out what it was.  It’s a bit more obvious from the picture:

It became more apparent when we zoomed in on the picture, that it was a decommissioned greenhouse.  All of the plastic sheathing is gone, which makes it look so odd.  Here is what it used to look like, as per Google, at a slightly different angle:

And yet another empty bridge, the Queenston-Lewiston:

And around the less than full Costco, in front of the closed YMCA:

What a great end to at least a few weeks of being grounded.  I have not left my apartment in seven days.  The first few days were really tough because I wasn’t feeling well and everything about the enormity of what’s going on in the world.  I decided that feeling down wasn’t going to help the situation, so I’ve since been forcing myself to be more positive.  Keeping busy has been a big part of it.  I also have been focusing on the awesome, epic news I have to share.  Stay tuned!  I will share this news in my next blog and also some of the things Mike and I have been doing while I am on lock down.

Today’s symptoms: I actually felt decent today, after getting a good sleep last night.  The first four nights of my “quarantine” were horrible – very on and off, but mostly off.  I’m sure it’s all the stress and of course, my fears due to my sissy immune system.  Everything will be good and we will all get through this.