ALBUQUERQUE, N.M. — We are speaking by cellphone when the bus crammed with passengers from the doomed Grand Princess cruise ship begins to roll slowly on the tarmac of an unknown airport to a pair of 737s from an unknown airline for a trip to an unknown destination.
Everything is unknown because of COVID-19.
“They’re not telling us anything,” Santa Fe resident Carolyn Wright says. “They are literally not speaking to us. It’s mind-boggling. We are being treated like cargo.”
It’s Wednesday evening, four days after she and travel companion Beryl Ward were supposed to return home to New Mexico, six days since their otherwise wonderful two-week cruise to Hawaii became a trip into the Twilight Zone with the discovery of the coronavirus lurking among the 3,533 passengers and crew aboard ship.
While the rest of us wonder where to buy our next roll of toilet paper, they are among the 21 New Mexicans from the Grand Princess who have wondered when the rolls of government red tape and secrecy will end.