A few of you are working, some at a workplace and some from home. Most of us are retired and aren't some of us, ok me, suffering by the sensible restrictions to our lives. I want to get out. I want to roam my huge city of 5 million people. I want to catch trains, trams and buses. Actually, it is probably safe at the moment to catch public transport with extra sanitising and no need to touch anything generally and few people using public transport.
Last Sunday we walked down St Kilda Road and back through Fawkner Park at around midday. I saw an empty route 16 tram going to St Kilda without a passenger. St Kilda is normally a great destination for all and trams at that time will be packed. I then saw an empty route 3A tram come from St Kilda, also empty. I felt so sad. There are so few people on public transport, the present full service is not sustainable. Have a read of Daniel's post. We have now become car drivers, not our normal public transport user selves. We go everywhere by car, sanitising our hands our hands after we open the doors but before we enter the car in case someone has coughed or sneezed on the door as they have passed.
It was interesting to be up early last Tuesday and see the traffic below so busy. It is dead at the peak office worker times a couple of hours later. When we drove to Altona, the West Gate Bridge and freeway were busy but mostly trucks and vans. People who get up early and go to work, I thank you and anyone else working at a coal face.
While probably too severe, our building has introduced a policy of only two people in a lift at one time, or a family, or people from one apartment. It has not been a problem as the lifts seem to be unused as people have isolated.
Cro tells a story.
As does Sami.
Grace is not lost in melancholy but is clearly being troubled by not getting out and about..
I received an email from a fellow resident of our building, enquiring about our well being. So nice and we have exchanged back and forth a few times. R told me to be not be so wordy in my replies to her. I told him to mind his business and I will email as I do.
I knew it was coming. R finally cracked last night to stress. He was ok this morning, Sunday. It began with me, but I hadn't done anything wrong. So my b***** Sister became his target You would not want to hear what he said. In spite of what he said, she is still his FB friend. I told him unfriending people shows you care. Ignoring them shows you don't.
Just for something to do and get out, this Sunday we drove to Footscray Coles supermarket to buy a couple of things. It was actually interesting to drive there rather than catching public transport. R showed me where Fire Fighting Nephew and his now wife lived. I had never been there.
Friday evening at about 4pm I walked a kilometre to the small IGA supermarket to buy a litre of milk and walked back again. Traffic should have been jammed up. Trams should be crowded and many people on the street. It was like a super hot Sunday afternoon where everyone stays indoors with their aircon.
With our wide footpaths, walkers stuck to the edges of paths and for some reason everyone has learnt to walk on the left, as we should do normally in busy areas or if you are walking directly towards someone.
As I type at 6.56pm this Sunday and keeping in mind that greater Melbourne is a city of five million people, the stats are for my state are 1135 infections, 911 in Melbourne, 20 new cases today, which with a which I guess is about a week's lead in time and we are on a downward curve. 47 are hospitalised and 11 in intensive care. A paste from our state health department.