938 days, more than 2.5 years ago, your blogslut went into lockdown. Positively, full of goodwill, sure she did the right thing by obeying the law and do nothing to spread the virus.

The world is different today, not necessarily better but at least we, the ones who have survived the pandemic, are happy to be alive. Many of us have lost loved ones, jobs, money and facing personal ruin. People have lost the trust in our elected leaders, supposedly the best persons our respective countries have to offer.

What a bitter disappointment most of them turned out to be.

So many of us have used this cathartic experience and turned their lives around, quit their jobs, found more meaning in life, more sense in simpler things, and happiness outside of the traditional western lifestyle.

Good for them, good for everybody. Hubby and I took the step, like, 22 years ago, if for different reasons … but with the same outcome. And since then, just by stepping a bit outside off the mainstream we’ve learned a lot about the world, our fellow human beings and about life itself.

But, know who didn’t learn anything from the pandemic, not the littlest thing? Germany’s federal health minister, Karl Lauterbach.

While all around the world things are going back to “normal”, he’s still fighting against Corona and won’t settle down. A bit like Don Quixote was fighting windmills. Same dissociation of reality and his warbled mind. He’s obviously drunken on the power he had never experienced before. Having 88 Million Germans stay at home because he said so, was not good for his sense of judgement.

Unfortunately hubby and I will probably have to return to Germany at the latest in the beginning of 2023. And if Germany then still gives us problems … oh grrrrr. 😦 Know what I mean?

Stepped up measures? I rather see a stepped down Lauterbach.

So my frens, now for the umpteenth time do I hope this was finally the last entry in my Corona Diary. Hope dies last they say. 😉