MIQ Diary – Day 14 – How did I escape? With difficulty. How did I plan this moment? With pleasure.
430am. Good! Today is the day that I get out of here, so I want to make the most of it, even if I do very little, the experience of being awake is still worth it.
First things first – pack! It turned out easier than anticipated – done in 5 minutes. I went around the room several times to ensure that everything was in the bags. Easy.
The remainder of the day was spent doing precisely nothing, and it felt good.
My health check was at 330pm. As I mentioned yesterday apparently it needed to be within 3 hours of departure. Obeying rules for the sake of it isn’t my forte, but what the hell, just this once more.
The housekeeping team had requested that we strip the beds so I dutifully complied. It took longer than anticipated.
Then we had our marching orders:
6pm – bags on the trolleys outside the room.
615pm – a siren sounds and bus passengers for Auckland should go to the conference centre entrance.
630pm – bus departs.
Once again this military precision all felt overwrought and faintly ridiculous. Still, I guess they have to deal with a range of ‘characters’ in these places, so best to set the bar low. It happened as they said it would, and the low bar was necessary – some idiot managed to be confused by even these instructions. We nearly left late.
Final farewells were made, with good humour, and we were off!
The bus ride was about an hour and a half. We had to keep our masks on until we were decanted onto the pavement at the domestic terminal at Auckland Airport. Given our history over the past 2 weeks, this seemed faintly ridiculous. If there’s a group of people more credentialed to be considered COVID-negative, it’s us mugs on that bus.
Feet hit the pavement and Mask Theatre was over. It was good to see people smiling. We said our various goodbyes (awkward because it’s hard to build camaraderie when you’ve never met many of these people with whom you’ve just shared two weeks’ isolation experience.)
Scott was waiting for me. We headed home to see the cats.
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So that’s my story. Some thoughts:
1. It’s not a nice experience, even for someone like me who actually enjoys some solitude. Avoid it if you can.
2. Despite it all, making the most of the time to work and think was useful.
3. Overall it was a very similar experience to last year’s. Slightly more polished this time, but they’ve had a year to get it to this point so most of the rough edges have been knocked off.
4. I can’t praise the team at Jet Park Hamilton highly enough. If you think MIQ is boring for 2 weeks, try doing it for over a year.
5. MIQ as a concept is completely unsustainable. We have to make some changes:
a. Allow fully vaccinated returnees to self-isolate.
b. Drop the eradication strategy in the bin, and learn to live with the virus because it’s not going anywhere.
c. Fix the hopeless vaccination rollout. This starts with stopping pretending it’s going well.
Lord Viking & Princess Wanda 