This is the first in a series of posts on my reflections of living in China during the Coronavirus outbreak.
The events of the past few weeks swirl around in my mind as I try to make sense of things. How did we get to this new-normal where temperature checks and mask-wearing are part of daily life?
We first heard about an outbreak of pneumonia in Wuhan in mid-January. No need to worry, I thought. Pneumonia’s not contagious right? Besides, Wuhan is over 1,000 kilometers away from Beijing. I quickly forgot about the news reports and started packing for our upcoming ski vacation to Japan over the Lunar New Year holiday.
Fast forward two weeks. By the end of January all public events in Beijing had been cancelled and school was closed until further notice due to an epidemic of a new coronavirus.
This wasn’t simply a few octogenarians in Hubei with a case of the sniffles; this was a major epidemic brewing that would alter our daily reality in many ways.
We heard it all started with a snake. Or was it a bat? Does anything good ever come from snakes? (Remember what happened in the garden of eden?) Did people fall ill from snake bites or eating snake soup? Later the blame shifted to the pangolin, whose scales are prized in Chinese medicine, making it one of the most heavily trafficked mammals in the world.
“Coronavirus? Isn’t that what happens to you when you run out of Corona?” My husband jokes.
”No, that’s what I’ll need to survive in-home quarantine when school doesn’t start for two weeks,” I replied. On second thought, you’d better make it tequila.
Advice poured in on social media on how to stay healthy. Chat groups argued endlessly about the various types of masks and which ones were preferred. Given the shortage, some people resorted to drastic measures.

How does he breathe?
I haven’t seen it, but apparently even dogs are covering their snouts.

Really?
China’s rich history of traditional medicine meant many tips for beating the virus focused on strengthening our immune systems. Here is some of the well-meaning advice I received.
- Cut at least four whole garlic cloves into small pieces, add boiling water and drink garlic water twice a day (this surely will keep the virus away, along with vampires and my husband).
- Coat each nostril with Vaseline (which is difficult to find here and almost as expensive as maple syrup. If I’m going to stick something up my nose I’d choose the syrup ).
- Whatever you do, don’t let yourself get thirsty. Drink every 10 minutes, preferably warm water (do you think I could substitute a salt-rimmed margarita twice a day instead?)
- If you must go out, place a slice of ginger under your tongue. (under your mask of course).
And it’s not just social media watching over us. Shortly after the outbreak began, fliers appeared on our doors from the local government, reminding us to wash our hands and check for fevers. Banners hang in public places urging proper hygiene.

Banners around town remind us to take care
Local parks, which thankfully have saved my sanity and negated my need for tequila, offer a platform to encourage public caution as well. In addition to banners, loudspeakers blare instructions in Chinese, urging us to wear masks, wash our hands and avoid gatherings. I’ll be a very clean, (hopefully sober) hermit by the time this thing blows over.

Loudspeaker inside the bear reminds me to wear a mask, wash hands and monitor symptoms
As the epidemic brews, we make final preparations for our ski trip to Japan, where the only face mask I’ll have to contend with is ones to keep away frostbite.
We don our masks leaving Beijing, and I struggle to breathe through the thick fabric. I’m either going to suffocate or be consumed by a deadly virus. Either way I’m a goner. I take my mask off and breathe freely, garnering suspicious looks from fellow travelers, all of whom are sporting some kind of face protection, from black Darth Vader-ish numbers to flimsy Hello Kitty masks. We pass through security, apply a liberal dose of hand sanitizer and board the plane to Sapporo where a cold Asahi awaits.
Ainslie Lewis
February 10, 2020 at 12:03 pm
Thanks again for a well written blog spiced with humor and authentic emotions. There are many BSF Leaders praying for you and your family. We are praying for your health and your safety as you travel and your husband as he stays back in China.
Kirsten Harrington
February 11, 2020 at 1:20 am
Thanks for your kind words – I appreciate the prayers.
Maggie Sigiani
February 10, 2020 at 1:45 pm
Keep praying for you all!
Kirsten Harrington
February 11, 2020 at 1:20 am
Thank you Maggie!
Jackie Lewis
February 10, 2020 at 2:02 pm
Continuing to pray for you and your family. Keep the information coming.
Kirsten Harrington
February 11, 2020 at 1:19 am
Thank you Jackie- more updates coming soon!
Alison
February 10, 2020 at 3:15 pm
Have the tequila!
Kirsten Harrington
February 11, 2020 at 1:19 am
Ha ha – I’m not even sure if they have that here. I know I can get the Coronas though😂
Wanda
February 10, 2020 at 11:51 pm
Great blog… love your humor and transparency! Praying for you and your family.
Kirsten Harrington
February 11, 2020 at 1:18 am
Thanks Wanda!
Holly McCsll
February 11, 2020 at 3:24 am
Although it’s a very scary subject, you had ne laughing out loud! We are praying for you guys!!
Holly McCall
February 11, 2020 at 3:25 am
Although it’s a very scary subject, you had me laughing out loud! We are praying for you guys!!
Erin
February 11, 2020 at 4:16 pm
This is great! Thankful for your sense of humor in a scary situation. Continued prayers…
Kirsten Harrington
February 11, 2020 at 11:07 pm
Thank you Erin.
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Laurie Pytosh
February 12, 2020 at 3:18 am
Wonderfully written with a bit of humor …an excellent read!
Kirsten Harrington
February 12, 2020 at 3:20 am
Thank you Laurie !
Kara Lewis
February 13, 2020 at 5:36 am
This is amazing, Kirsten!
Kirsten Harrington
February 13, 2020 at 5:57 am
Thanks for reading, it’s very surreal in China right now.
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