The targets suggest the attackers are sympathetic to the vast censorship apparatus known as the Great Firewall of China.

The great duel, the mother of all battles has begun.

Think of wandering amid sepulchral ruins, of stumbling over the bones of the dead, of encountering what I cannot describe,—the horror of being among those who are neither the living or the dead;—those dark and shadowless things that sport themselves with the reliques of the dead, and feast and love amid corruption,—ghastly, mocking, and terrific.

The negatives? Having to stop for petrol and unavoidable toilet breaks at vast, eerily empty service stations, with masked-and-gloved staff, touch screens and a strong whiff of chemicals in the air, an experience my S/O accurately described as, ‘A bit Covidy’.