Here is Renee on our date Saturday at a restaurant called Soup Bar, run by a French guy.
Check out that ladle holder!
Tuesday morning our phones started ringing from our Mongolian colleagues telling us the first case of Corona was discovered to be brought into the country from Moscow by a French National.
In times like these fear creeps in so quickly. We both admitted we had already separately wondered whether the owner of this restaurant could have been the culprit, or unfortunate patient zero.
So if that's how our mind works, what do you think people think when they see us? Even with my obligatory mask on today were people thinking of me: "Is that the French guy?" I think I caught an old lady shaking her head at me when she walked by.
So our Mongolian trusted colleagues were calling to offer to bring us anything if we need it, and encouraging us to stay out of stores and public places for a while.
Quarantine measures are being stepped up. They canceled public transportation and are asking people who can, not to come to work. So we're planning on laying low for several days now.
Josiah and I still went out for him to play in the snow, and nobody bothered us. By the way, the patient zero in Mongolia turned our to be a miner, not a restauranteur.
The only thing we have to fear is..... Never mind, keep the faith!
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