QURONA

Two days ago I didn't even know how to spell the word quarantine. Today I use it as often as any other word. It is crazy how fast it all went down. How I one week ago had tours in Malaga and now I am sending home the same guests with the red eye.

The situation in Spain has shifted drastically in the last couple of days and as it turns out, this affects me severely. Just yesterday a took a stroll along the beach outside my residence and today if I try to go for a run the police will stop me and escort me to my room. We are now in quarantine for the next 15 days. I don't know how long I will stay here but apparently I will be shipped back to Sweden sooner than I thought, if that is even possible anymore. Everything is closed and the shelfs in the supermarket are empty. All our tours are cancelled and everyone is going home. The streets are empty and everything is surrounded by this depressing haze.

I feel so trapped. Trapped inside this hotel room, all alone with nothing but my computer and a television that only shows Spanish news about this horrible virus. I can't even hang out with my colleagues at the other hotel because they have reduced the local traffic. I can't go surfing, I can't visit beautiful parks or go for hikes. I don't even care if I get Corona, at least then I will be immune. I just want my freedom back. I know it is selfish, and of course I care about the old and weak. But my body is screaming for activities and my mind gets so dulled being cooped up inside like this.

I don't want to go home. I don't want to be in Sweden where the cold will peel my tan away. I want to stay here, where the sun is shining and the breeze feels good. I much rather be kept inside my hotel where I at least can sit on my balcony and read in my bikini!

Thank god I made this website and have it to keep me occupied. I also have a lot of time now to look for new jobs, preferably outside of the travel industry because I kind of get the feeling that ship has sailed. Regardless of all the activities the internet can provide me, I still get restless and I need to get out. I was not made to chill all day in bed, I was not born to relax. After all, I am my mothers daughter and she can't even keep focus while watching a movie from beginning to end. How am I supposed to entertain myself for 24 hours?