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And We Are Off!

There we were, having made the decision to travel to Italy in honour of my 60th birthday. Trigger pulled; it was time to drag some dusty suitcases out of the closet and purge any travel-size items that had congealed over the last couple of years.

We assembled the required paperwork (there’s more than our pre-COVID travel!), got our prescriptions filled (travel is a little more burdensome as we age…) and chose a travel wardrobe. (Washable, Anti-Wrinkle, Versatile – me and the clothing – check.)

Keys, codes, and to-do lists were left with my daughter. (Estate info too…an optimistic traveller.)

I downloaded our boarding passes, noticing I could only download as far as Paris. Ok. This is new. Paris? Milan? Other than learning the wrong language? Let’s roll with it.

Our son-in-law showed up at the door the morning of our flight, ready to drive us to the airport. Given that the airport was on the OTHER side of Calgary, we gave ourselves plenty of time. Hugs all around, and we rolled into Departures.

We spotted the WestJet counter. Quite a line, but we had lots of time, so we were good to go. After an ever-so-patient wait, we finally reached the front of the line. Progress!

No.

We were “too early” to check-in for our flight, and they pulled us to the side, where we leaned against the wall. We asked if we could leave and come back. We were told to come back in half an hour. Not entirely bad. We found a beer, and all is good.

Back to the lineup. Still long. We waited, again, somewhat patiently. Good to go?

No.

We were told to wait a bit longer, so we held up the wall this time, finally checking in about 20 minutes later. Now…our luggage was checked in but, like us, labelled for Paris, where we had a connecting flight. I like Paris, but I wasn’t sure if we or our luggage would make it to Milan.

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I got the attention of a West Jet agent who told me rather vaguely to see an Air France agent in Paris. Sounds simple?

No.

We’ll get to that little story in the next installment.

Luckily the Calgary airport is functioning a little better than I’ve heard the Toronto Pearson airport is. Hence, we got through security as usual. By “as usual,” I mean the Moustache Guy had to go through the metal detector 3 times. He had dumped change, removed his wallet, taken off his belt, shoes, and glasses…and still beeped. We have no idea why, but this happens every time. He figures it’s his good looks making them want to frisk him. He could be on to something.

I waited while the Moustache Guy reassembled himself, and we located our gate. Thank you, Calgary, for making this relatively easy. We were to become more appreciative of this ease as we moved through airports.

We settled to wait, noticing a little fake grass trolley where fur babies could do their business and commented on how that was a new feature in the airport. Later we would wince a little as a young lad rolled himself around on the imitation lawn, wondering when it had last been used or cleaned. We couldn’t look…so we opened the Kobo e-readers and enjoyed some new writers. Kobo Plus was great for this. It’s a subscription service that gave us the first month free and we were able to download a long list of books from classics to originals. Airports turned out to be our biggest reading spots. Snacks nearby, earbuds playing string music. The wait isn’t all bad.

We had splurged on Premium seating to ensure lots of space to get comfortable for sleeping. The new Dreamliner 787 offers a 2 x 3 x 2 configuration in Premium, so it was just us in our cozy little corner. I’m 5 foot 2, so legroom isn’t an issue. Still, I flail and roll and generally cause chaos around me when trying to get comfortable. Really, the person who would have been the third seat in Economy should have pitched in for the price of my ticket. Totally worth it.

Was Premium seating worth it for us? Features included noise-cancelling headphones, a bottle of water and a cute little amenities kit from Rocky Mountain Soap Co. Additionally, we were entitled to complimentary beer and wine and more deluxe meal choices.

That said, it was a LOT more, so the main draw was the space. I did, however, get into my amenities kit asap. (And maybe the wine…)

The Wine was all uphill from here.

The Dreamliner 787 also has features that make it an attractive option for long trips.

  • Larger windows, positioned for great views, are “dimmable” instead of having shades.  
  • High vaulted ceiling, wide-body (Good for my 7-foot nephew, less critical for my height, but it did help with that claustrophobic feeling.
  • A quiet air conditioner and technology reduce vibrations and soften engine noise.
  • Better speakers make the public address system easy to hear.

Environmentally they are a bit more efficient too. Dreamliners use 25% less fuel per passenger compared with aircraft of a similar size.

And, since health was a significant factor in our decision-making process, these features caught my eye.

  • More humid cabin air means your throat and eyes suffer less dryness.
  • The cabin is pressurized to 2,000 ft lower than the standard 6000 ft, making it easier to breathe and apparently helps with jet lag.
  • HEPA filtering technology keeps cabin air clean. The same HEPA filters are used to keep hospital operating room air clean and safe.

Finally, I will say the staff was VERY attentive in Premium. I can only imagine Business class!

First Prosecco – Saluti!

One last text to my daughter with a picture of our “bubbly,” and we are OFF! Will we make it to Milan or end up overnight in Paris?

To be Continued…

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Decision Making in 2022

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The Decision-Making Matrix

Over the past two years, we have been thrust into constant risk assessment and priority-based decision-making. Decision-making strategies meant for big business moves were suddenly applied to a local hockey game, an anniversary dinner, or a vaccination.

COVID risk assessments will differ based on your age group, vaccine status, and the people you interact with (some of whom may be immune-compromised). My priorities will differ from yours. Undoubtedly.

The risk assessments have evolved as COVID and vaccine development have evolved. I turned 60 during a pandemic that had taken particular aim at my age group, my husband’s even more so. Into that realization, we strode… aware that we would minimize our contacts, wear a mask, wash our hands and all that jazz. It made sense for us. As each vaccination became available, we were first in line. We still wear a mask in some scenarios.

As travel began to open up, a long-held dream to travel to Tuscany began to peek out from under the trash heap of COVID. I wanted to go to celebrate my 60th birthday.

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But…SHOULD I?

Now, I come as a package deal, and my husband is the most cautious being on the planet. (Sometimes annoyingly so, to be honest!) His own risk and priorities needed to be considered too.

The situation had gone around so often that we were aware that it could change again.

There were lots of reasons NOT to go. COVID had not disappeared. COVID did sometimes break through vaccines. COVID is of particular risk to those with heart disease, and the moustache guy suffered a heart attack 20 years ago. It would cost money, and I’m cheap. (Scottish, don’t ya know?)

So why go?

We are growing older. If I was 30, I might delay a little longer to feel more confident, but 30 has been doubled, and my husband is getting to the point where travel insurance will be a considerable part of trip costs.

We both enjoy hiking on our travels, but admittedly the joints are beginning to protest. We feel compelled to do as much as we can as long as we can do it! (And time is passing quicker these days!)

We are fully vaccinated, travelling to a well-vaccinated location. Why does “fully vaccinated” matter? The most concerning things about COVID are landing in ICU or dying, right? There are a LOT of COVID19 statistics on the Alberta Government COVID statistics page. Still, I focused on ICU admittance and death (per 100,000) for the vaccinated vs. the unvaccinated. (per 100,000 gives us a truer picture. Percentages for ICU and death can be misleading. Remember, percentages among completely unvaccinated come from about 9% of the 12+ population. The percentages for fully vaccinated come from about 87% of the 12+ with at least 2 doses)

Let’s have a look.

ICU hospitalizations

COVID-19 ICU admission, count and rate (per 100,000 population), in the past 120 days in Alberta by vaccine status.

Age group3 doses & admitted in ICU (rate per 100K)2 doses & admitted in ICU (rate per 100K)Unvaccinated & admitted in ICU (rate per 100K)
Under 5 years0.000.0020.54
5-11 years0.000.004.33
12-29 years0.883.627.68
30-39 years0.844.2615.07
40-49 years5.3811.9635.42
50-59 years10.7124.5593.39
60-69 years21.4348.57361.04
70-79 years39.4672.16619.93
80+ years26.6270.1497.24

Deaths

COVID-19 deaths, count and rate (per 100,000 population), in the past 120 days in Alberta by vaccine status.

Age group3 doses & died (rate per 100K)2 doses & died (rate per 100K)Unvaccinated & died (rate per 100K)
Under 5 years0.000.000.00
5-11 years0.000.000.00
12-29 years0.440.330.00
30-39 years0.001.143.01
40-49 years0.380.7512.32
50-59 years3.355.8740.86
60-69 years12.6838.68165.05
70-79 years49.09109.48782.29
80+ years289.12365.71996.66

Remember our age group? 60 – 69. This part of the decision-making matrix was pretty straightforward. Get vaccinated, especially if you want to travel.

We are travelling from Alberta, Canada, with an 87% 2-dose vaccination rate and travelling to Italy. How protected are Italians? “So far, approximately 48.6 million people in Italy have received two doses, corresponding to roughly 90.1 percent of the total population over 12 years of age. Additionally, three out of four Italians have also received the booster shot.” (Statistica.com June 2022) Seems like Italians are pretty COVID conscious, not surprising given their start to a pre-vaccine pandemic.

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Alberta had lifted its mask mandate, but airports and airlines still had theirs. Italy, at the time we were planning, still had a mask mandate in public places. Overall, I felt just as safe in an airport, an airplane, in Italy, as I was at home. That said, it’s HARD to overcome 2 years of constant vigilance, isn’t it? Still, we kinda sorta started planning.

The first step was to book vacation rentals, but only those with free cancellation up to 24 hours ahead. More were available than I expected; I imagine this comes from their own adjustment to the pandemic reality. Having free cancellation certainly gave them an edge in my case.

Next, medical insurance should we become ill, and new to me…COVID pandemic insurance. A medical policy is already pricier than it used to be. We paid over a thousand bucks just for insurance, but better safe than sorry!

The rental car was also chosen for their cancellation policy. (We will get into whether this agency was the right choice later!)

During our planning, the COVID19 test requirement was removed for vaccinated travellers, with only random travellers selected. That was one less hurdle!

My son-in-law donated (paid for renovation help) Westjet miles covering one direction, so the trip would be more affordable! In addition, I was reassured by HEPA filters in Westjet’s 787 Dreamliner. We booked the flights, and yes, these were flights that could be changed.

There were extra requirements to travel in this new world. Beyond checking our passport expiry, we had to set up ArriveCan accounts and download the app. We printed our new and improved vaccine certificates with “Canada” clearly displayed. Italy also required a Passenger Locator Form, and those details were entered. We bought both N95 masks (Canadian requirement) and FFP2 (European requirement) just in case one would not accept the other.

Risk Assessment? Fairly low.

Preparedness, just in case? Yes.

Priority? We discovered a love of travel a while ago and have really been missing it. We would like to cover a long list of destinations before we can’t. This Tuscany dream has been in the lens for decades. COVID appears to be settling in, in one form or another, for a while. We are getting older. Yes, this trip was a priority.

Decision made. Off we went and have returned with no regrets at all. Was it uncomfortable to wear masks like those for 8 or 9 hours? Yes. Would I do it again? Yes!

Buon viaggio!

 I’ll be taking you along on our journey in future posts. I hope that YOUR “decision-making matrix” allows you to remain as safe as you need to be while discovering those things you may still be able to do. What does that look like for you?

Retirement

Roxanne’s Retirement Uniform (Motivation to Change)

I’m all about planning, it’s the nature of the beast. (“The Beast” in this case being an Administrative Assistant.) It would be no surprise to anyone who knows me to discover I had started planning for retirement sometime in my early forties.

Nonetheless, when an opportunity came to retire from a position, I felt somewhat surprised I qualified for retirement. Me? Planning for retirement was one thing, realizing I was now OLD enough was another thing entirely!

I had the option of saying, “No” and continuing in my position for a while. It was a union position, I was paid well enough and needed more years to get any kind of real pension.

So, why did I say, “Yes!” to retirement?

My brother was diagnosed with cancer last summer and had major surgery. He is mentally disabled and I am guardian to this sweet human.  It is a joy but also entails going to appointments, advocating, sitting by his bedside (holding the puke bucket…) He is turning 75 this year and is starting to fail physically since his hospitalization. He needs me; I am his only family.

My daughter’s Mother-In-Law had recently retired, enjoyed her grandchildren, traveled, went camping and was having a ball. That alone might have motivated me but it was her sudden passing that truly influenced my decision. When she first got sick with an illness contracted out of country, she boldly stated that this wasn’t going to keep her from traveling. I had always admired the woman but the fact that this severe illness wasn’t going to stop her retirement plans made me admire her even more. Sadly, she didn’t recover from that illness, never got to keep traveling, never got to bring out more markers for the grandkids. It could happen to anyone. It could happen to me or you.

Thirdly, my daughter, Mom to three little ones, was planning to apply to medical school and my son and his wife were adding twins to their toddler; it seemed like a good time to change my priorities and become more available to the people in my life.

Halloween retirement_InPixio

I chose to retire October 31st, for one reason only. I could wear pyjamas to work, call it a costume and nobody could fire me. There were a couple of folks who giggled uneasily as they sidestepped out the door, but it was kind of liberating to not care, not even a little bit. Those who I would keep in touch with got the joke, those that didn’t…didn’t.  Along with Pyjama pants, I wore a T-shirt with a picture of me in a housecoat and fluffy slippers holding a cup of coffee. I thought maybe this was what retirement looked like.

It did.

For about a week.

It’s been surprisingly busy, full of adventures, children, self-reflection, and retirement budgeting! Join me on the ride?