OH my gosh, I’ve never known anyone who had been sequestered - that is an interesting story, thanks!
Sequestering is awful. Especially when you feel you’ve been sequestered because the judge wants to play golf on a Friday afternoon. Then you’re dragged to a no-name hotel, taken to dinner at a darkened Irish pub (I think I was allowed a beer) and then taken back to the hotel you share with a complete stranger. Luckily, my roommate was a nice, quiet lady and we both decided to go to bed at 8pm! A guard sits outside your door - so don’t try to sneak out!