Where to start?
Comicons. I’m a regular at those and do cosplay photography, and I went from about fifty photoshoots a year down to nothing. The last con I went to was in Cleveland in early March 2020 and things were already teetering, and everything shut down a week and a half after I got back. I want to be hanging out with a convention hall full of friends dressed like superheroes and doing autograph lines with visiting TV stars.
Travel. I used to go to the UK and trek around for a couple of weeks every year and a half or so, doing everything from the Game of Thrones location tour out of Belfast to the Beatles bus tour in Liverpool, to shocking the locals in Glamorgan by dropping my fractured Welsh on them. I had already bought my plane tickets for this past October, and that trip was going to be my first proper visit to mainland Europe, spending a few days each in Amsterdam, Berlin and Paris. At this point I don’t expect to be able to make up that trip until Spring 2022; hopefully the airline with whom I booked will still be solvent then and I won’t eat the cost of the credit I’ve got.
Nightclubbing. Weekends at retro 80s clubs, surrounded by other sweaty gen-xers getting down to Happy Mondays and National Velvet. Self-explanatory.
Dating. My last date was a few days before the big shutdown in March last year, and I’ve been single since 2018. Meeting people online is fine, but with the ever-present “maybe we can meet for a distanced walk in the park in a month or two” the courtship process really stinks right now. Being single and having no roommates has made months of isolation exponentially worse.