Off to WOMAD in Pukekura Park, New Plymouth

Applying distorted, double-standard illogic to a problem: deciding whether to attend WOMAD NZ 2020 when there’s a global pandemic of Covid-19.

BECAUSE

1. WOMAD is a wonder, a multi-generational festival of music and dance, and
2. Pukekura Park is surely the most beautiful venue for WOMAD in the world (wot me biased?) and
3. certain members of my family have now attended WOMAD NZ for the past 9 years, and
4. New Zealand has not got a full-scale epidemic of Covid-19 (‘Director General of Health Dr Ashley Bloomfield said New Zealand was still in the “keep it out, stamp it out, slow it down” phase’ […] ‘…no new cases of Covid-19 in New Zealand, for the fifth day in a row.’ NZ Herald 12 March) and
5. like you, I convince myself with wishful thinking

AND DESPITE THE FACT THAT

1. this is the Year of the Plague, otherwise known as Covid-19 or The Coronavirus, and
2. one should avoid unnecessary travel, and
3. one should avoid large crowds, and
4. I have hypocritically advised one of my friends not to travel abroad this month, and
5. I set myself up as a logical person, even daring to offer tips, and
6. I promised as a Brownie to think of others before myself

THEREFORE

• we intend to attend WOMAD NZ 2020, starting tomorrow, and
• we are booked and packed and ready to go, and
• we are going, even me at my age.

P.S. Still sorting out a snag with the Wise Habits Survey, sorry. Soon.