At my age, I no longer have to rely on ol’ Saint Nick to guide my holiday wants and needs. Heck, I would probably be that grandfather that would provide a child some happiness somehow.
The tradition of seeing our families and friends over Thanksgiving has been tinged with the pall of the COVID-19 pandemic. What was a traditionally lucrative set of days for the travel industry, with packed planes, trains, buses, highways, restaurants, hotels, and such has become an uncertainty.
Just as we thought we were slowing down the pandemic, it started to kick back up. As my trip progressed, masks were required to be worn inside any business within the state of Kansas by governor’s orders. They also have been mandated in Kansas City, Missouri. While most people complied, I found others who were brazen enough to enter stores without one.
I keep hearing from those who had to travel for essential purposes. Flights are up to half capacity, now that no one can sit in the middle seat of each row. Masks are being worn – except for a few instances caught on social media. Hotels are mostly open. Rental car agencies are still providing vehicles to the few travelers out there.