While leaving Freetown for the airport by hydrofoil, I reflected on how I felt when undertaking this route at the start of my journey. It was night and there was no electricity. We were disorientated by sensory overload: while trying to become accustomed to the darkness and warm, humid air, we were also contemplating getting used to frequent hand washing and keeping distance between ourselves, not touching each other and objects (where possible). The excitement was tangible in the roar of the hydrofoil and the bellowing wind, but at the same time, laced with some fear - of the unknown and the invisible threat of Ebola. Read More.