Maybe if we were on a flight from Mexico City it would make some sense. Maybe. And even if we are smart to be overly cautious, I must say that it just looks terribly amusing. I’ll tell you what’s not amusing though. Landing in Japan and having all flights be quarantined while medical personnel boards the flight and examines EVERY passenger and takes their temperature before anyone is allowed to deplane. I’m telling you, these people rushed on board and stormed the aisles covered from head to toe in protective gear with plastic coverings over their face like the world’s survival was at stake. All I needed now was to catch a glimpse of Jack Bauer because I had a hard time believing this was for real. We fill out paperwork, they shine red lasers at our forehead, and then we are given a yellow slip of paper that assures our freedom and ability to enter the country…if we promise to wear a mask. (Just kidding, we didn’t have to, but that seemed to be the hope as they shoved one in everybody’s hands.) Except not all of us were so lucky. I guess someone about ten rows back actually had a fever, or looked sickly or something, and so they, along with all the people sitting to the side, front, and behind them, had biohazard stickers placed on their seat and had to stay put and then be taken to further quarantine.
I guess I am thankful I didn’t fly last week, when I actually did have a bug of some sort. I probably would’ve had to turn around and get right back on a plane to California. I don’t know if it’s me, but this swine flu thing just doesn’t scare me. I’m looking at my odds compared to everything else out there that has a possibility of making me sick and they look pretty decent but it seems I’m all alone with that mindset…at least in Japan.