The coach pulls up before a hotel.Board the number two bus, we'd been told.
Nothing more. Clueless and exhausted,
we'd headed off into a city I once knew well.
Now? I barely recognise it.
Destination? No idea.
Keep your masks on.
A sign in the hotel window
Closed for business.
Police stand out front, waiting.
The lobby filled with army,
not a traveler in sight.
Wait on the bus.
We could try and pretend...
it's just another holiday.
But then we check-in
first with the hotel,
then the police.
The army stand at the ready.
Do they think we might do a runner?
It's nice to have my bags so well guarded.
Finally we're shown to our room.
It's a suite. We're delighted.
The door shuts behind us.
Hmmm. It's a strange feeling.
That door is the edge of our world for the next 14 days.
