Are your plans for exotic adventures abroad in ruins? Don’t you dare get on a plane? Won’t the country let you out or in? I once found a bizarre exotic adventure nearby.

I stare at my funky self in the mirror. What to do? Screaming is hard work, so I decide to be Zen about it. It is what it is. Hair will grow back.

You eat with your fingers. Plastic bowls of water, a bit of soap, and small towels are available for the germ-conscious. Clearly this is not the year 2020.

Once upon a time, before the year 2020, in a land far away, I found myself trapped, stuck in a tiny space and desperate to escape, but . . .

Here she was, a lapsed Lutheran female in a smelly animal market trying to buy a sheep from a long-robed male Muslim trader. Oh, the things you learn!