As Winter dawns, remembering life prior to Covid-19 is difficult. This country has been on a rollercoaster ride. To best understand this journey, there is a necessity to retrace our steps and see how the year began optimistically before life changed for everyone.
The journey starts on New Year’s Eve in 2019. My family and I gathered with our friends. The night is a tradition. We all stood in the kitchen as the countdown clock ticked down on the screen. When we rang in the new year, everyone embraced and clinked glasses. I remember one aspect of this night distinctively. I noticed that everyone was excited about the turn of the decade. 2020 was set to be a great year.
In the days that followed, I attended the BT Young Scientist exhibition in the RDS. Thousands of people from across Ireland were packed into the complex. It was set to be my last time attending for a few years because of college commitments. Taoiseach Leo Varadkar called an election for 8th February which led to great excitement among politicos like myself. I then went back to college with the realisation that my final semester of the last year would be difficult.
As the weeks went by, I voted in my first general election and passed a driving test. I’ll never forget travelling on the bus to the RDS and watching votes being counted. The place was bustling and talk quickly turned to government formation.
During the February Mid-Term break, my sister and her classmates embarked on an organised school trip to Northern Italy. Their ski week started with a temperature check at Verona Airport. The week looked glorious as they slid down snowy hills in paradise. By the time they left, the virus was causing chaos in that region. However, Covid-19 was still a distant concept to Irish people as no cases had been detected here.
There is one day that remains solidified in my mind. Saturday 22nd February was the day my friends celebrated their 21st birthday party. A friend hosted us before our bus journey into Bad Bob’s, Temple Bar. We climbed up the stairwell before reaching the celebration which was in full swing. The club was packed to the rafters and music blared from all directions. We had a great night and I left early to facilitate some studying on the Sunday for upcoming Mid-Term exams. I remember being stuck behind a queue of taxis outside Christchurch Cathedral. I had no idea it would mark my last time in a nightclub, final journey in a taxi and my last time in town. As a college student, this thought would have seemed barmy. Nobody realised what was about to happen.
We then reached Saturday 29th February. This day might traditionally have brought good fortune for some due to the leap year but there was no love around. As my parents went for dinner in Hugo’s, I sat in a dark house watching the news at nine. There was one major breaking story. A single case of Coronavirus had been found in Ireland. The announcement was delivered by a man called Dr Tony Holohan. He would quickly become the most respected person in Ireland.
I had no idea that my last day of college had passed. I can recall taking a Mid-Term exam and running into one of my former lecturers at the coffee point. We discussed the upcoming US Election and Joe Biden’s possible running mate. I then met my cousin for lunch and that ended what would become my last day in UCD.
The date of 12th March 2020 was another milestone. Taoiseach Leo Varadkar stood outside Blair House in Washington D.C. to announce the closure of all schools in Ireland. Nobody realised that it would be the final day in school. By pure coincidence, I had taken a photo outside Blair House eight months prior to that announcement. My sister and the rest of her fifth year classmates let out cheers in disbelief and delight. My dad rang to ask if I was ok. Some people he knew were quite anxious. I knew this was getting serious.
After a few days, Mr Varadkar made an address on St Patrick’s Day night. It was the first time in years that all parades had been cancelled. For my generation, it was reminiscent of Charlie Haughey’s infamous ‘we are living way beyond our means’ speech. While Varadkar and Haughey were discussing two completely different problems, this was seismic.
As weeks turned into months, I completed my college exams online and people wore masks every time they entered a supermarket. Individuals were not allowed to enter the houses of their grandparents so we had to be seated outside in order to see loved ones. The cases eventually dropped and a new government took office on my birthday. For the first time in living memory, barely anyone travelled on holiday abroad and the idea of remaining in Ireland became known as a ‘staycation’. I also graduated virtually with a BA (Hons) Economics and Politics degree.
This leaves us where we are today. Covid-19 figures are steadily rising and Dublin is temporarily out of bounds. The purpose of this article was to demonstrate the journey taken in order to fight Coronavirus. I hope that by the time a sequel to this article is written, we have eradicated the threat of this awful sickness. Such actions can only be taken if we listen to experts and apply adequate levels of social distancing. We must always recall how far Ireland has come and act to save lives now.
By Cian Byrne.