Globe reporter Alexi is stuck in quarantine for two-weeks in the outskirts of Phnom Penh after his flight returned a positive case of Covid-19. In his first diary entry from isolation, he talks swabs, Russian Boulevard and Avicii.
Lord of the Flies? Cast Away? 2015’s Academy Award nominated, Room? All were tried, tested but failed to produce a witty title that could incorporate my experience as I sit writing in my hotel room.
The title of George Orwell’s memoir from when living in Paris and London was the only one that seemed fitting. You may see descriptions of the test on Google as «mildly unpleasant» or «quite uncomfortable». These are wrong.
For those who haven’t had one, let me enlighten you. A large cotton bud is slowly navigated up your nostril cavity, further than you ever thought possible, given a couple of twists while up there, before being delicately encased in a test tube.
But I’m going to try and keep myself sane. Throwing myself into work , making sure my room doesn’t turn into a cesspit and ensuring I shower every morning.
My aunt sent over a beginner’s guide to a Tabata workout, and a butts and guts tutorial. I can assure you my butt and guts will remain intact – there is a place and a time to start being healthy and I don’t think quarantine is it.
This article was written by ALEXI DEMETRIADI
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