I have long thought that the Herrang Dance Camp would be a perfect place to study the spread of contagions and illnesses. I'm no epidemiologist, but with hundreds of people packed into dense spaces for hours and hours at a time, in close embrace, breathing the same air, the chance of catching something contagious is about 95%.
People, myself included, are also totally disrespectful of others by continuing to go out dancing to all hours even though they know they are sick. It's nearly impossible to NOT go out when you know the best dancers will be there dancing to the best music. Sniffles and headache, be damned.
The camp does their best to provide hand santizers everywhere, and there usually is a camp doctor on call. The Ice Cream Parlour sells what they calls "anti-cold juice," which is basically fruit juice with tons of ginger and honey. But there is no stopping the Herrang Flu from ruining at least part of your trip.
I've been taking it easy yesterday and today. I actually slept through the Carling Family band playing in the Folkets Hus despite them being my favorite live band to dance to. It just wasn't worth the effort to get over there and feel like crap while everyone was else was having a fantastic time.
That said, it has been nice just hanging out over long meals with friends, resting, and watching the rest of the camp do their thing. And of course, blogging. 😉
Thanks for your updates, I’m really looking forward to turning up for week 4 early tomorrow night, it’s been a great build-up! 😀