So, my neighbor who flew back from Europe Monday said when they landed, some CDC types come onto the plane handing out directions and asked if anyone was feeling ill. The plane had about 120 passengers, probably less than half full. After that, he said there was no line at immigration, he was out in a few minutes. I just offered to pick up a lamb burger for him for lunch from the place next door. He was concerned about being that long in a plane of course with possibly infected people. He has no symptoms as yet, he seems to be enjoying himself. I took him a plate of grilled steelhead trout last night, I think he's getting used to this.
The wife went to her hairdresser this AM, against my subtle advice. I told her she couldn't possibly look any better. It's a gorgeous day here today so we'll be out walking soonish. No snow.