by It’s getting hard to know what’s what with these restrictions. Now that we’ve hit Level 3 Lockdown or whatever they’re calling it, going anywhere requires printing off and filling in forms with CNP (national ID) numbers and whatnot. It’s hard to get sufficient exercise. My best bet is probably to walk up and down the stairs a few times.
Today I had no lessons at all. I did get to the surgery, having first filled in that form, of course. There a young receptionist took my temperature – it was fine – before she gave me my prescription. I was unable to find a mask at a non-exorbitant price, but tomorrow one of my students will give me three of them.
The rest of the day I followed the news, wished I hadn’t, and worked on the book. I’ve so far written around 3000 words, so I’ve really just scratched the surface. (It’s mostly in Romanian! It’s hard!)
On the day that confirmed cases broke half a million worldwide, Romania’s official count of cases reached four figures, while 22 people have now died here. The youngest, a 45-year-old man, died here in Timișoara. A hotspot is Suceava, in the north-east, where the virus has been spreading rapidly through the medical staff.
