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2025-03-31
Five years since COVID, and so much has changed. Since COVID, I have:
- Obtained my driver’s license (July 2022)
- Obtained my MA in global history (May 2022)
- Started working as a behavioral therapist (May 2023)
- Became an aunt (July 2022)
- Had my grandma on my dad’s side die (January 2022)
- Had my grandpa on my mom’s side die (October 2023)
- Been married five years to my husband (we married in May 2019)
These are all just some personal events that have happened. That said, some things have stayed since COVID. One thing I really notice are people being more willing to call off work and school more often if they feel sick. I myself have had to call off work a few times due to illness myself, and because I work with such young populations, I want to make sure they don’t catch whatever I have. I’m glad my job is pretty okay with calling out sick when needed, because some employers will still pressure people to come to work sick.
Speaking of illness and sickness, my dad (who is a doctor) has been glad he doesn’t have to wear full PPE anymore for work. I remember him telling me he got sweaty so easily. COVID has still affected the medical industry a lot, as there is still a doctor shortage for the amount of care needed.
My mom, who has a history of working in special needs education, has said that she has noticed kids being behind socially and academically due to lockdowns, and this being especially detrimental to their development. The kids would sometimes lack access to computers to do work, especially if the parents had to work from home and there was no computer available. Sometimes, I believe schools provided laptops for COVID (happened with my youngest sister), but I’m unsure of how well funded other schools were for that. When it came to social skills, my mom described lots of regression in those areas (such as difficulty interacting with peers).
One thing that has really come back to normal since COVID are people dining in large groups again, in close proximity. I remember my first anniversary that was during COVID, and the dinner experience then was so much different than today. I remember having to make a reservation (they were mandatory), all the staff were masked, the capacity was limited, and tables were spaced far apart from each other. One perk is that it felt a bit like private dining, but I’m also glad I can now just walk into any restaurant without having to go through all those steps. At the time, I felt like lockdowns would last forever, but looking back, it wasn’t as long as I thought it would be. Eventually, businesses had to open up again in order to make enough money.
Speaking of business, the economy still hasn’t recovered well since COVID. The record federal spending in 2020-2022 (some of it COVID related), has made economic recovery slow down. Industry needs to be brought back in order to keep things functioning.
There have been political changes too since COVID. When COVID started in November 2019 (lockdowns didn’t happen until March 2020), Trump was president. Then from 2021-2025, Biden was president. Honestly, I think being president during COVID would have been tough on anyone, and the response to it both affected Trump’s and Biden’s presidencies. Trump’s approach was to keep lockdowns for 1-2 months at its highest, then open up businesses again to prevent economic disruption. Biden, on the other hand, had a policy that expressed more caution, and encouraged lockdowns to last longer (in addition to masking). Ultimately, it was up to the governors of each state to decide when lockdowns ended.
Doug Ducey, the then governor of Arizona, kept lockdowns until around early 2022. Other states, like Florida, opened up as early as the summer of 2021. Ohio, a state I used to live in, also opened up in the summer of 2021. Overall, most states were fully opened by 2022, and 2022 was the year I could go to the Renaissance Festival again (the last time I went before that was in February of 2020 before lockdowns). The state of emergency had to be lifted for the fair to happen again.
Culturally, there’s been a big shift since COVID. Celebrity worship being looked down upon is probably one of the biggest changes I’ve seen. At a time where people lost their jobs, were under lockdown in small apartments, and had tight finances, you had a bunch of celebrities in this viral video singing “Imagine” from their mansions in order to help people cope with lockdowns. It understandably was seen as tone deaf, and ti me was the real beginning of the end to celebrity worship that was present in the 2010s. Also, celebrities now have to compete with influencers to earn money, so you see a lot more celebrities launching brands to maintain their income. Some of the brand attempts have been more successful than others. Additionally, way more celebrities are on apps like TikTok competing for attention, and that loses some of the mystique celebrities maintained prior to ubiquitous social media.
Overall, I would say that COVID has had a great impact on so many aspects of life. I’ve gained a lot more skills since COVID, and now can say that my work history looks better than before. It really helped that I was able to take care of elderly during COVID, because if I worked in most other industries, I may have been out of a job. For that I will always be grateful. I’ve also learned that I need more social interaction in my everyday life to stay mentally healthy. I don’t need a ton, but the lack of it during COVID really brought my mood down. Even today, I’m still happy when a cashier wants to talk to me. I now cherish my social interaction more since COVID. Learning to drive during COVID has probably been one of my biggest life changes though. It helped me get the job I have today, in addition to being able to do the grocery shopping myself, in addition to getting myself to appointments. What I want in the next five years is to be a mom, and hopefully that will happen. Parts of my life did stop, but since I kept persevering, I’m not as “behind” on life as I think I am.
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2025-03-14
Just wanted to submit one more time. I spent two years working on JOTPY as part of my ACLS Emerging Voices fellowship and it was two of the best years of my life despite the world having been put on pause by the pandemic. Due to the pandemic, my job prospects were nil after graduating with my PhD in 2019. But I found a home at JOTPY and ASU while I worked on the archive and taught courses for SHPRS. After two years I moved on and found my tenure-track forever job at Saint Leo University outside of Tampa FL. I’m so grateful for my time with JOTPY. It was right there when I needed it and I think a lot of other people felt like that too. Signing off!!!
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2023-06-07
CSI History Professor Susan Smith-Peter unveils the final video, Lockdown Staten Island, about this early part of the pandemic. Prof. Smith-Peter gathered artifacts from CSI faculty, staff, and students, as well as members of the Staten Island community, by submitting their photos and videos of their own experiences in order to create a documentary.
Susan Smith-Peter is a Professor of History and Director of the Public History Advanced Certificate at CSI. The Public History project tells the story of COVID on Staten Island, which has already been featured at the Museum of the City of New York and in a book about teaching during the pandemic published by Harvard University Press.
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2025-03-04
Ever since I was young I always wanted to metal detect, but never endeavoured to pursue this interest. When the pandemic arose, I was fortunate to have my employer gift us a small bonus of thanks. It was this moment I knew I wanted to use the funds to dive into a new hobby. Five year later, I am still actively enjoying it. Not only did it help with my mental health to get outside and explore nature, I found it to be peaceful too. I have met wonderful people along my journey; including my partner whose property backs onto a farm field I was exploring. I have thoroughly enjoyed helping people locate lost items, and learning more about the historical significance of a location and the items being unearthed. I truly feel I am helping to clean the environment with each artifact found. I have also been fortunate to present a mini-lecture to high school students on metal-detecting, which included the laws, do's and don't and discussing the objects. Overall, the challenges of the pandemic created an outcome that will continue to have a positive impact on my life for years.
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2020-03-20
this is a short story on how my senior year of high school was when covid-19 pandemic hit the world.
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2025-03-03
A few things come to mind when I reflect on the pandemic of 2020. Toilet paper still seems to be one of my top thoughts. I quickly think about my family and how we were lucky to be spared. My husband was an essential worker, I was a student finishing up my masters degree and had a five and a two-year-old. I can’t say life was “normal” because of social distancing, masks, limitations on where we could go and what we could do. My oldest started kindergarten through a computer screen, there was new information (and disinformation) almost everyday and I can’t forget the civil rights protests that flooded every day news channels. What stuck to me was all the talk of a “new normal” while we were in this whirlwind. Looking back now it’s interesting to step back and realize that this, today, is that “new normal”. The masks are gone (some still wear them by choice) the toilet paper is back, and life just carried on. The biggest lesson learned is one I hope we can all agree on, one I hope we all share. Life is fragile. We’re here today and gone tomorrow, we should stop and savor each and every moment. Covid taught me to appreciate those around me because we never know when our time is up. I learned to be more compassionate, I owe that to the amazing Kit Harrington. Kit collected an amazing array of stories from peoples from all walks of life (if you haven’t taken a moment ti check that out, you totally should). The stories of all those people still affect me today. As different as everyone is, we always have something in common. I will always cherish the hours I spent listening to each and every one of those stories. My hope is that everyone takes a minute to reflect on their version of “new normal” that we remember the compassion we had for one another in a time when we weren’t sure what tomorrow would bring.
The picture attached is one I just took, in a beautiful coffee shop enjoying my new normal.
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2021-08
The pandemic was a very dark time for the world and it was a dark time for me personally. I just remembering feeling at if the world would be stuck in this moment forever it felt like someone had just hit the pause button and stopped everything and in a sense that is pretty much what happened. While just going the motions of what the new normal for the world I remember getting news that practically unpaused everything for me and the news was that I would be getting a nephew. This is the reason why I see my nephew as a light in the darkness because it was the news of his life that gave me the ability to look past all of the bad that was happening and to start looking forward and keep pushing because there are always going to be good things that eventually come along.
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2021-08
Yesterday during class, I was rummaging through my backpack when I found this Community of Care Kit that I was given in the Fall 2021 semester of my freshman year at Arizona State University. As of now, I am in my last semester at ASU and can't help to feel bittersweet when looking to the past. My last two years of high school and first semester of college were defined by the COVID-19 pandemic, and now the world has seemed to returned to normalcy. I'm glad that I still have this Community of Care Kit as it holds much historical significance in showing what life was like during the pandemic. On a personal level, this kit reminds me of a time that seems so different to what life is like now, and it also holds strong memories of my first year of college. Five years later, I now look at the COVID-19 pandemic and recognize the positives it brought, such as spending more time with my family and growing into young adulthood during this time.
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2020-04-20
Early in the pandemic, I pulled out an old journal and figured I'd be using it to pass the time. I never imagined that it would be a lifeline. Some days I filled the pages with little victories learning how to bake bread, catching up with old friends on Zoom, or merely watching sunlight pour through my window in a manner that previously never seemed to occur. Some days the words edged out slowly, more and more slowly. The solitude, the worry, the endless unknown it all crawled onto those pages. That journal has it all: my nightmares, my aspirations, what I've lost, and the small joys I found along the way. It's ragged and soiled, but it reminds me how we held on, how we all did. Even with only ourselves for companionship, we lasted. And that to me is something to remember. Thanks.
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2021
I felt, and recurringly feel inadequate or delayed because of COVID-19 and the subsequent lockdown. There is not one story that stands out, rather several instances of the same overwhelming feeling of how far behind I am, what could have been of myself, all the things I could've achieved, etcetera. However, before my face gets hot and the tears well, I burst out into a chuckle. Not only am I not alone, there is approximately seven billion other earth dwellers feeling some version of the exact same thing. I can't be stupid, otherwise, I would lack the depth and perception to know what I've closed, while using my empathy and cadence to remember others have lost more, and always to be grateful. A stupid person would not be vaccinated and advocate against misinformation during a pandemic, nor continue to test themselves for the sake. I can accept things lost because of those that were not, like my life, my health, and those around me. I am many things: blessed, mindful, and kind. To say the covid-19 pandemic made me stupid would be a discredit to all I did and became during it, all I endured.
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2025-02-26
During the pandemic, I was in high school. Everything shifted to be online; students were not participating as much as usual and I believe this led teachers to feel discouraged, and therefore try less. It was definitely harder to learn at home rather than in person. All 5 people in my house were at home. My two sisters and I were in the same room on Zoom listening to our online class, and it was very disruptive if one of us were to participate or play the volume out loud. My mom is a paraprofessional for children in second grade with special needs. She was in the next room interacting with her student, singing childhood education songs, helping her student with independent math work and or reading. My father worked the night shift and felt that he couldn’t come into our space to make food or use the bathroom because any noise that he would make would add to the confusion that was occurring.
Adjusting to online learning became a bit easier as I got into a schedule, however it became increasingly easy to lay in my bed during class or not study for an exam (since they were all open note. Completing my homework was actually easier because I would do it during classes where I felt that I didn’t need to pay as much attention, because the slides were posted in advance.
The pandemic still affects me today as I developed social anxiety during the pandemic. I became very accustomed to not interacting with the outside world and staying in my house for days and even weeks (especially in the winter). This affects me everyday with my friends, family, and professional life as I am especially ambivalent to network.
The pandemic affects my future as I am striving to work in healthcare. I also want to practice good public health measures such as staying home when I'm sick, wearing masks, washing my hands often, practicing food safety etc. I believe that now as a society we are more accustomed to being aware of contamination. On the other hand however we are also more divided when it comes to science and facts, especially in the case of vaccines.
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2020-03-19
I finally got my act together on a project I'd been planning since 2019: starting a podcast talking about various topics surrounding American food rationing during WWII. My first episode posted February 5, 2020. A month later the pandemic was in full swing and filing the headlines. As a historian, the parallels between wartime restrictions, shortages and economics vs. the pandemic shortages & news were pretty glaring. This prompted me to create an episode dedicated to the topic which I posted March 19, 2020. At the same time, I noticed an explosion of growth in my Facebook group "Wartime Rationing, Recipes, & Cookbooks". People from around the world were turning to wartime sources to find solutions to the shortages. A big motivation was that they knew their grandparents or parents had lived through hard times and they wanted to know how they had made do and gotten by. Their shared desire was an even bigger motivating factor in continuing my podcasting and research work on food rationing. I posted regularly on my Instagram feed as well, sharing with my followers wartime recipes. I wanted to share my podcast episode in contributing to this project as a perspective from a content creator and historian. People turning to history for solutions to a modern problem left a powerful impact on me.
Corresponding Substack Post: https://victorykitchenpodcast.substack.com/p/special-episode-lessons-from-wwiihtml
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/victorykitchenpodcast/
Facebook group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/367388477017074
Included is a photo of myself before recording an episode in April 2020.
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2020-05-23
An Instragram story of a photo I took on a walk in London during lockdown. The streets were almost always empty.
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2025-01-31
I asked my HST494 students at Arizona State University to submit an item to JOTPY prior to learning how to curate in JOTPY. There were no parameters on what they needed to submit, although we did discuss some ideas prior to submissions.
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2020-08-28
This story shares how the COVID-19 pandemic affected my work and school life.
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2020-03-14
On Saturday, March 14, 2020, my partner Ricky and I drove up to Singing Beach, in Manchester-by-the-Sea in Massachusetts, from Jamaica Plain (a neighborhood in Boston) where we lived. It was pretty clear things were going to shut down for a while (who knew how long, or even what that really meant!). This felt a little like a last breath of fresh air before everything changed. I love this picture of us, and am so glad I had him beside me through the pandemic and beyond.
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2025-02-19
An email was sent to JOTPY collaborators on February 19, 2025 requesting they submit one more item to the archive prior to the Share Your Story form closing on 3/31/2025.
The email was sent to over 250 people. The list was created by gathering emails from the JOTPY slack channel as well as the list of partners collected throughout the project. Some emails were undeliverable, likely due to students leaving/graduating or other moves over the five year period.
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2021-05-09
This is a story of my life during covid
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2020-04-10
When the pandemic started, I was starting my second year of high school, while my sister was in middle school. In order to continue my education, I had to use Zoom meetings for over a year. As a result, I was forced to stare at my laptop screen all day, causing strain in my eyes and pain in my lower back from sitting all day. Furthermore, doing Zoom meetings for all my classes made doing homework much more difficult as not only my teachers gave us so much homework due in a short amount of time (believing that being home all day give us more than enough time to complete it), but I felt drained after staring at my laptop all day so I avoid using it any longer, basically procrastinating until the last minute.
Since I wasn't employed during high school, the pandemic didn't affect me in that aspect. However, that only meant that I was trapped in my apartment 24/7, unable to even go out for even a short walk. As a result, I was completely bored out my mind, only having books, music, videos, and sleep to temporarily starve off my boredom. But even that eventually became tedious, which led me to binge eat in a desperate attempt to entertain myself, leading me to gain weight. Honestly, if it wasn't for my sister being with me throughout the entire pandemic, the lockdown would've honestly felt like torture.
Even after the pandemic ended, it still affect me as it made me appreciate my family and I want to be outside longer. And I believe that society shares that sentiment as a lot of people after the pandemic went on to do lots of outdoor activities with their friends and family to make up for the isolation and quarantine caused by COVID-19.
As for if the pandemic will affect my future, I don't think so as I was fortunate enough for it to only affect my junior year of high school (so I was still able to enjoy prom and in person graduation), so in just a few years, it will be just be a normal memory.
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2025-02-03
Entering the year 2020, my family was one where everyone was just starting to find their own. Myself & my four siblings (which includes my two sisters & two brothers) were all incredibly busy, leading lives that involved school, activities & sports & clubs, & jobs. I was in my second semester of community college & working full time in retail & both my sisters were doing the same. My brothers, one in high school & the other in middle school, were overwhelmed by school & sports that saw every one of their days fully booked. Half of us lived with my dad, the other half with my mom. We were busy & separated; any time spent together was savored but rare. On the occasional Saturday night when we were all under one roof & not busy, we would hang out for hours, watching movies, giving each other much needed life updates, & just talking. The five of us had been a unit as kids- we were each others’ best friends, playing together & laughing together. As we grew into teenagers & our lives began to move in different, hectic directions, it seemed to linger over all our heads if we would ever feel like that unit again.
In the first days of March in 2020, my siblings & I started to compare our emails from our schools & jobs about the new virus that was causing massive shut downs across the globe. Then my brothers’ schools decided to close for two weeks. Mine & my sisters’ colleges moved all classes online, our jobs closed for an undetermined amount of time. As a family, we decided that my siblings & I would be staying at my father’s house; my mother, who worked at a hospital, was terrified of bringing the virus home to us, as she was heavily exposed. For the first time in many years, the five of us kids were living under one roof; we were siblings reunited. As the “two week” school closures & brief workplace closings became indefinite closures, we all realized that we were going to be together in an odd state of limbo for quite some time. Although we were all collectively anxious, confused, & worried about our world & our loved ones, we leaned into our time together- we had a lot of it. We did our daily schoolwork together, went on long walks around the neighborhood, watched lots of movies & called our mom every night to check in on her. We played lots of cards & darts, & video games. While the world seemed so scary & unsafe & unsure, we had our home, our safety, our health, & each other- we had lots of blessings. It was not an easy time, but it was an important time. For two months, we spent every day together- no school or work or activities to draw us apart. We had all the time in the world together, & we were again that unit we once were as kids. In May, my sisters & I were able to go back to work. Some of us went back to our mom’s while the others stayed with our dad. We slowly went back into the world.
Those two months that my siblings & I lived together during the beginning of the covid pandemic changed our relationships completely. Our relationships grew into something they hadn’t been before; relationships based on trust & dependence on one another. Relationships that were made strong by guiding each other through adversity. Those two months gave us all time together we would never have had otherwise. Although the covid lockdowns were a challenging & frightening time for us all, they were special, because we were together again. I am so grateful for how the lockdowns changed my relationships with my siblings & I; we are closer now than we ever were because of what we went through. What those two months taught me is that no matter how uncertain life is, family is what will keep you grounded & safe.
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2025-02-01
If COVID had not happened, I would not own these hiking boots. As lockdown stretched into the late spring and summer of 2020, my friends and I missed being able to see each other. We lived in Vermont at the time, which was both politically and socially strict on social distancing and masking protocol to limit the spread of COVID in the state. In order to spend time together, three of my friends and I started hiking at least once a week, as this allowed us to be together while also being socially distanced. Prior to the pandemic, none of us had been particularly interested in outdoor physical activities like hiking, and we were not in particularly good shape. By the end of the summer, we had all hiked at least 200 cumulative miles.
As winter crept in, we did not want to stop hiking. The microspikes next to the hiking boots allowed us to continue hiking together and remain social through the lonely winter months. The second picture was taken on February 21, 2021. It is of two of my friends taking a break on one of our winter hikes. They both have masks around their ears which they would put on when another person passed us on the trail. It was a cold day, but we prolonged the hike as long as we could so that we wouldn't have to leave each other. A month after this photo was taken, we got all got our first dose of the COVID vaccine which, a month later, allowed us to finally be together indoors again.
When I think of COVID, I think of the joy of hiking with my friends, a hobby which we continue to this day, but I also think of the pain of not knowing what the future would hold for us. I think of the feeling that time was standing still and the mix of peace and fear that brought me. As the vaccines began to be rolled out and the world started to open back up, the four of us decided to move together to Arizona to escape the cold and the memories of lockdown. I left most of my possessions behind, but I kept these hiking boots and microspikes, just in case.
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2021-06
The pandemic emerged halfway through my junior year of high school, and stretched through my senior year with the height of restrictions. This is a retrospect of my experience keeping up with my classmates despite the isolation!
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2020-06-10
This was one of the most stressful days of that year in 2020. I was 19 at the time and I was tasked to help a batch of online orders which not only was a lot of product we needed to pick up but it was during the summer of 2020 when COVID rates were going up. To this day, I ask myself, how have I never gotten COVID? I remember customers would not follow the mask, 6-feet distance recommendations and many were reactionary about it. I think the selfie expresses the frustration I had during my time at this supermarket.
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2021-05-14
The first trip I took after COVID-19 travel restrictions was to Seattle. My mother, a nurse, planned the trip; she needed the escape after the trauma of working in healthcare during these times. She disguised it as a trip for my brother's birthday. She packed our bags full of hand sanitizers and masks, even though the trip lasted only three days. We planned to wear masks any time we were in public even if it was no longer required. Any pictures we have from the trip feature a mask either hanging from a wrist or our ears.
Before the pandemic, my family loved traveling, and I studied out of state for my bachelor’s degree. We took at least two small trips a year. If you had asked me about my favorite sight in 2018, I would have told you it was the lights of LA when you fly into LAX, the airport closest to home. For that reason, I called the window seat on every trip. On our first trip after the pandemic, I asked for an aisle seat because it felt less claustrophobic.
The airline required us to skip a seat between each person in an attempt to maintain social distancing. They also required that we wear masks at all times. For the first time, my brother got the window seat instead of the middle seat, which we were told to leave empty. He took this opportunity to spread out more than usual. My mother earned the task of keeping a mask on my five-year-old sister, who hated them. As expected, the flight was significantly emptier due to the need to skip seats.
In Seatle, we stayed in an Airbnb and used Uber to go to the places we wanted to see. I did not have a point of reference for normal crowd sizes at the time, but I remember there being enough people that I was uncomfortable. Often they kept a good distance from me but I still felt anxious about it all. I voted no on the trip from the start and spent our time in Seattle leading the family to less crowded areas. However, I realize now that the places we visited then were underpopulated at the time.
We returned to LAX as planned after the short trip without anyone acquiring any symptoms. My mother still made us all take a covid test upon returning home. With that success, she had our next trips lined up for us as though nothing changed. Slowly, I grew more comfortable with traveling but I still can not stand crowds or enclosed places with people
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2020-02-01
After travel restrictions were rescinded, two friends took their normal day trip to Burlington, Vermont on a Saturday. They encountered all their regular haunts, with some mild alterations due to the COVID-19 Pandemic as it was winding down.
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2022-07-01
Traveling to Hawaii in 2022 after travel restrictions were lifted.
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2020-09-12
When travel restrictions were lifted my family and I traveled from Los Angeles to
Richmond, Virginia for a covid wedding. The wedding was planned for September 12, 2020 and scaled back to only include immediate family. In the end, the Los Angeles travel party included my mother, grandmother, sister, aunt, uncle, and three cousins. There were many concerns about
taking my grandmother or my younger cousins because Covid could affect their age groups worse, but still we all wore masks and tried to limit our interactions with other people. We also decided to quarantine ourselves before traveling to make sure we kept our grandmother healthy. After arriving a day early, our cousin (the one getting married) and her family insisted on coming over to our AirBnb and spending time with us. We thought most of them would show up
wearing a mask and keeping their distance but we were wrong. Not one wore a mask, and not one kept their distance. This trend seemed to follow the day of the wedding. What we forgot was how politics would affect our first wedding. Our Los Angeles family is liberal, our Virginia family is conservative and worse they are Trumpers. My family is of Mexican ancestry but the family we met in Virginia was married with White men. The family in Virginia immediately expressed their political views and their skepticism regarding Covid-19. At the wedding my
cousin’s new husband asked people to remove their masks so that THEY could enjoy their
wedding. Unfortunately most of us listened. Compared to other weddings, this wedding was quite boring, we kept our distance from the politics and the dance floor. At the end of the night we took a picture with our traveling group, some Virginia cousins, and the bride.
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2022-05-11
Camping was one of the few ways my hometown best friend and I could travel, enjoy nature, and spend time together during covid. We both graduated high school in 2020 and went to different universities. Summer was one of the few times we could catch up in person, and during Covid our options were more limited. Campfires are objects around which I've had some of my most fun and meaningful conversations with my friends throughout my life. This particular one was especially bright and meaningful because my friend and I were both going through a transitional phase of our lives that was made more complex by the twist of the pandemic. A phase of our lives that was supposed to be super social was made less so by the coronavirus, a disappointment we kind of mourned over yet bonded over. To me the brightness of the fire in the dark woods represented hope and life in a time of uncertainty. Even though we felt uncertain about what our lives would look like after college, we remained hopeful and encouraged each other to press on to our goals regardless of the uncontrollable factors. In 2024 we both graduated college and gained commissions into the Armed Services.
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2021-07-17
When the world shutdown on March 13, 2020 our lives became abruptly different. The excitement for my now husband’s and my upcoming wedding fell by the wayside. After eight years of being together, we again had to wait. We were incredibly disappointed not just about the wedding, but the inability to share our favorite vacation spot, Isla Mujeres, with our favorite people. The tiny island, located off the coast of Cancun, Mexico, was a place we had visited over a handful of times at that point. Being suddenly barred from traveling there seemed unreal. We planned again, tentatively, for the following July, and this time it worked! All of our wonderful friends and family made the trek. This included my only remaining grandparent who had broken a hip and been diagnosed with COVID simultaneously while in her eighties. We were forced to visit her through a window of a rehabilitation facility for months leading up to this, and getting to share all of this with her was something we never thought we would have. Our friends and family flew wearing masks and had to undergo testing at the hotel before returning home. Inviting people to travel for a destination wedding is already asking a lot, but it was even more so during a pandemic. The experience was even more joyous for this reason. We got to experience the love and support, but also some normalcy and good times that were absent in the year previous. We also got to celebrate my father's birthday the following day, on July eighteenth. It’s an experience I will never forget and I am so grateful to have, not for the pandemic, but for all of us coming together for an unforgettable time.
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2021-07-20
In July of 2021 my husband and I took our first trip since the beginning of COVID, to celebrate my graduation from the credentialing program, my birthday, and our honeymoon since we never got the opportunity before (we got married in January of 2020). We decided to take a trip to Disneyland for a few days, stay in the Grand Californian, and get park passes for three days because it was local and affordable, with the discounts they were offering at the time. At that point, there were no restrictions in place in public spaces. It was exciting to get out again but also a bit nerve-wracking as COVID was still an active concern of mine, we mitigated risks by wearing masks whenever we were indoors but decided to forgo them outdoors in the hundred degrees that California brings in July. It was a fun few days getting away from the stresses of daily life, though I wouldn't say that the stress and anxiety it gave me was worth it.
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2022-07-06
The pandemic kept my mom, my stepdad, and I at home a lot longer than other families. My mom is immune-compromised so our vigilance was at an all-time high and our urge to resume a somewhat normal schedule was at an all time low. Though, as we became more familiarized with the pandemic’s nature, impact, and the possible consequences it could have on our livelihoods, we decided to branch out and seize the day for my mom’s birthday in July of 2022.
Naturally, my mom and I share a love for a defunct British 80s band called The Smiths. The former lead singer and front man of The Smiths, Morrissey, was booked for a five night residency at Caesars Palace in Las Vegas. We picked the third show of the residency, scheduled for July 6, 2022, since it was a mellow weekday and still part of my mom’s birthday week. In the end, our decision was made on spontaneity and the desire to see our favorite artist for the first time before it was too late. While Morrissey’s opinions are always up for debate, his resolute nature, willingness to always speak his mind, and his disregard for what others think of him, are venerable traits in my opinion. The ways in which The Smiths and Morrissey have defined, helped, and steered my life, and my mom's, forged a unique bond between us. These factors alone made our pilgrimage worth it. The usual processions before a concert took place; we bought the tickets in March, waited with bated breath, and on the day of the road trip, a new type of anticipation took hold. Concert going was one of my favorite personal pastimes in the pre-pandemic era, so missing many concerts during the first two years was a drag. Driving from Southern California to Las Vegas on the I-15 is a ritualistic occurrence for many Californians, but this time, it felt different. The feeling primarily stemmed, not from the concert, but from the fact that we were returning to the world in such a drastic way. Is there a better way to rip the Band-Aid off? We would not want it any other way. Immediately, we knew that this journey was a triumphant return into what is mistakenly called ‘real’ life.
I have fond memories of this trip as it was a big step forward in terms of regaining our livelihoods and in terms of enjoying something that we both loved. Myself, along with my family, were strongly pro-mask during and shortly after the pandemic. I still agree today, that, if one is sick and needs to go out in public, that one should mask for everyone’s safety. Though, being in a family that is immune-compromised, the concern on my behalf was obviously much greater than average. The freedom and fear associated with traveling in such a grand fashion for our first big trip since the pandemic’s restrictions lifted definitely occupied our minds whilst traveling, but in the moment, when the destination was met, we felt relieved and our hearts felt free. In saying this, there were no COVID-19 restrictions in place when we went to the event and crossed the state line, rather, restrictions were lifted, both in our minds and spirits.
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2001
I was a senior at Clovis High School when the COVID-19 happened. Originally we went on Spring break early, but it became apparent that we would not go back to school. At the time I was enrolled in a program known as C.A.R.T. which did online classes, but the classes I took at my home school failed to adapt and dismissed the finals and other assignments. So while the pandemic forced many to stay home, my hometown of Clovis was more lax, at least in my experience. I went out constantly to visit a girl I was dating at the time and went to many local restaurants and fast food places to pick up food for us. I mainly spent my time either at home or visiting my girlfriend. However, when the pandemic restrictions on travel lifted, I took my then-girlfriend to the beach during either the fall or winter. What I remember most was the social distancing at Target when getting supplies for our trip to the beach. Additionally, every restaurant we went to at the beach did not allow dining, so when we wanted to get food we had to wait outside in the cold winds of Monterey while waiting while social distancing. The saving grace of the trip was that traffic was not as bad as it usually was when driving to the beach, mainly due to COVID-19 and it being winter.
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2021
This story shows how important human contact was during the pandemic.
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2025-01-30
An answer to the question posed by Arizona State University's HST 643 class asking where I would travel and why.
If I could travel anywhere, I would visit my mother's home village of Lamasquère in Southern France. It is a small village about twenty kilometers southwest of Toulouse, where my mother spent most of her childhood and early adulthood. My mother does not have fond memories of Lamasquère and her family, but I would like to visit at least once. The last time I traveled to Europe or anywhere far from where I live was in 2017 to visit my grandparents for a second time before they eventually passed away. In Lamasquère, I would see my mother's family house (if still standing) and the cemetery where her ancestors rest. Since the village is rather small, I would also visit nearby Toulouse and take photos of my trip (nature, architecture, interesting things, etc.). I don't have a social media presence and don't document my life in a journal.
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2025-01-30
My family and I took a week's vacation to Santa Fe, New Mexico. We stayed at a VRBO house with our two kids and two dogs. We stayed at a property surrounded by trees and land. We did a lot of hiking, fishing, and grilling on the BBQ. On this trip to Santa Fe, we had no restrictions at the house we stayed at. We purposely chose a home where we could be alone without rules or regulations.
During this period, the public was still navigating COVID restrictions, which included the ongoing use of masks. My workplace enforced strict travel guidelines, mainly regarding any out-of-state excursions. I was undergoing weekly testing, and masks were mandatory at all times. If I traveled outside the state, I had to present a negative test result before returning to work.
Despite these challenges, my memories of that trip are filled with happiness because I was with my family. Any opportunity to break free from the routine during such uncertain times felt like a wonderful gift. Each moment spent away was a bonus, reminding me I could still have fun despite strict regulations
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2021-06-15
The first trip I took when travel restrictions were beginning to ease was a trip to Las Vegas in June 2021. Every year, my family visits Vegas to visit my mom's niece, who lives in Nevada. At first, we were very hesitant to travel because, though we were vaccinated, we were still uncertain what post-COVID travel would be like, so we juggled the decision. Finally, we decided to bite the bullet and go. We decided to drive to avoid air travel as we weren't ready to make that big of a jump. Everything was very cheap, including the rental car and the hotel. We stayed for 5 days at Treasure Island for only 100 dollars per night, and that hotel was right on the strip. When we arrived, the strip was pretty empty, which was surprising considering it was the middle of June. Most hotels still had safety protocols, which we didn't mind. We still did not want to get COVID-19 even when vaccinated because we still had jobs and school to attend when we returned. Compared to Las Vegas pre-COVID COVID-19, it was a lot different as many attractions were permanently closed, buffets were gone, and the overall atmosphere was slower than usual. Overall, we had a good trip, but I can't lie and say it wasn't scary to travel to another state after being in the house for an entire year.
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2020-11-01
My youngest son played club and school soccer during the Covid-19 pandemic. His club soccer team frequently traveled for games and tournaments, but those travel games halted at the beginning of the pandemic. In November 2020, the team began traveling again and the first tournament was three hours away in Round Rock, Texas.
The team stayed in a Round Rock hotel, which was our first experience with travel during the pandemic. I recall anxiety and trepidation during the check-in process, as there were numerous families in the lobby (all masked) and it was likely the first time most of us had been in close proximity with so many people in a relatively small space. The lobby staff checked us in from behind glass partitions and I recall staff's explanation regarding the hotel's amenities that were not available (ice machines, dining, pool, fitness center, among others).
Upon entering the room, my wife and I began cleaning all surfaces that we were likely to touch. These included all surfaces in the bathroom and sink area, the desk, lamps, door handles, and TV remote. We then placed blankets, sheets, and sleeping bags on top of the bed so that we would not contact any parts of the bed or hotel-provided bedding. My wife had also purchased a large, portable air purifier that we brought along and used throughout our stay.
The soccer tournament itself was more typical of "business-as-usual" as it was outdoors. However, the players were required to wear masks while on the bench (and some players continued to wear masks while playing).
In hindsight, some of these measures seem excessive, but it was fairly typical of our experiences of the time (with the portable air purifier perhaps being the exception!). This story is important to me as it was an important milestone for my son began to regain some of his normalcy pre-pandemic.
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2002-06-22
Disney has always been a big deal for my family. When I was a kid, we lived near Disneyland and my grandmother on my dad's side was a huge Disney fan. We would go about once a year, or so, when we lived in Southern California, and my grandmother always had a huge collection of Disney movies for the grandkids to watch. She would also give everyone in the family a Hallmark ornament at Christmastime that was Disney branded.
When my wife and I got married in 2010, my parents gave us a 5 day Disneyland trip for our honeymoon. Since that time, my wife and I (and our kids), have made Disneyland a priority and we visit at least once or twice a year since 2013. We even had an annual pass one year, and made a monthly trip to Disneyland that year.
When the COVID-19 pandemic hit and the world shut down in March of 2020, that hit us hard. I'm severely immunocompromised, and the idea of being out in public scared me to the point of developing agoraphobia during the lockdown. During Quarantine, from February 2020 to August 2021, I did not leave my house - even to go to the grocery store. I was lucky enough to be able to work from home during that time, but I became a recluse and a shut-in. My social anxiety climbed through the roof, and the thought of being among people was so frightening to me, because I'm prone to getting sick, and I was terrified that if I caught COVID I would be one of the unlucky ones. During that time, in December of 2020, my wife's grandfather caught the virus during a family get-together for Thanksgiving (which I had politely but firmly declined to attend) and ended up passing away because of it, so my fears were not unreasonable.
In the summer of 2021, COVID travel restricitions were lifted, and our work from home season ended. I returned back to teaching on campus, (everyone was in masks), and I slowly but surely reacclimated to society. Disney reopened their gates (with masks and restricitions) and our family was itching to return. My parents had recently sold their house in Southern California and moved back to Stockton to be closer to us, and now that travel restrictions were easing back they wanted to take us on a summer trip in 2022 to Disney World in Orlando, Florida.
I was put in charge of doing all the booking and the planning, and so I decided that it was time to face my fears and plan a trip worth remembering. I set up a 2 week stay in the Disney World hotels, 10 days at Disney World, and 1 day at Universal Studios with a VIP tour of that park. I wanted to really give my family a trip they would never forget, while also keeping in mind that I was largely uncomfortable with being in public.
June of 2022, our trip to Disney World - The Most Magical Place on Earth - began. We stayed at the Art of Animation hotel in Disney World, at the Cars themed wing of the hotel. The trip started out with my dad getting a bug on the flight that had him drained for the first couple of days. We spent our first 4 days at the different Disney World theme parks, getting to see and do and ride as much as we wanted. Because travel restrictions and masks had only recently been lifted, the parks were not at full capacity and it was easy to get to experience everything the parks had to offer without being overly crowded and sparking off my social anxieties.
On day 6 we visited Universal Studios. My dad was feeling better, and the VIP tour was incredible. We got to see and experience so many cool things during that tour, and it was great to be taken to the front of the line for all the rides we wanted to go on. All in all, it was a great time. Two days later, day 8 of 14 in Florida, I came down with COVID (for the third time). I spent the whole second week quarantined in the hotel room, while my family (who was not sick or showing any symptoms) enjoyed the rest of the trip.
Funnily enough, my catching COVID did not negatively impact the trip at all. On day 6 the hotel informed us that the Cars wing was being remodeled and we were given the option of remaining in that part of the hotel or relocating to a different wing with the rest of their guests. We chose to remain in the Cars wing, because we enjoyed the theme, and it ended up being that we were the only family left in that part of the hotel while I was sick with COVID. No risk of contaminating or infecting anyone else. My family was all fine, and got to enjoy the rest of the trip. I ended up being symptom free on the last day we had in the parks, and got to enjoy EPCOT one last time (masked and medicated).
The trip was overall a success, and my family got to enjoy something we'd never been able to experience before and likely never will again. We're Disneyland people, through and through, and Disney World was great but there's no park like home. Since that trip, we've made several more trips to Disneyland, taking advantage of every school break we could. But that first trip after COVID restrictions were lifted was an incredible time, even though I spent nearly half of it by myself.
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2020-06-01
The attached experience is more broad than what I alone felt comfortable with travel-wise. It is about the need to get out of the house and have some return to normalcy with a newborn and a toddler at home, while also trying to keep them as safe as possible. There were so many unknowns about how COVID worked, and so much certainty about the lack of immune systems in newborn babies. This travel story is significant because it reminds me of a season of life that was so incredibly challenging to navigate for a multitude of reasons, which only made little wins like afternoons on the beach so much sweeter.
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2021-08-02
Traveling to another country has its difficulties and differences, especially when it happens after a worldwide lockdown. Seeing the way other countries operated in the wake of Covid-19 and the contrast of our own gave me a much larger point of view on how I process and see the entire world. Italy, Greece, Germany, Austria, the Netherlands. These places were just as impacted by Covid-19 just as much as the United States of America, yet they seemed to handle things remarkably different. A year or so before Covid hit, my family and I planned a cross country road trip spanning the brunt of Europe, which then would amalgamate into a 2 week cruise to see even more places. Long story short, it was a dream trip. Yet, Covid hit, and we feared we would not even get the chance to go. Luckily, lockdowns cleared up a few months before our trip, though people across the world were still wary of the virus. Going on the trip meant masks everywhere, which we were prepared for. Everywhere we went, everyone was polite, kind, kept their masks on and their own personal space, as did we. Now, this was not the first time I'd visited some of these places, but seeing them in the wake of a worldwide contagion left me with a new perspective and outlook.
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2023-01-21
The pandemic was a hard time for me. My wife's mental health was poor, I had just separated from the United States States, I became a stay-at-home father, and my father passed away shortly after the travel restrictions were lifted. We needed to get away for a while, so we chose to go to Ashville, NC. My wife and I love the mountains and the outdoors, so we booked a Air B&B in Ashville, NC because we talked about visiting there at some point for our anniversary.
Once we arrived, it was love at first sight. The mountain views were breathtaking, and we could not have asked for fresher air. My wife and I make it a point to not look like tourists when we visit somewhere new, so we do our best to blend in. Something we always do when we go somewhere new, is find a local bookstore. Once we did that, we went to the River Arts District and met a lovely man named Jefferey Burroughs who owned a jewelry store called Jeffery. Later, we found and enjoyed a local tea shop and delicious local food. We noticed almost immediately while walking around the city and going in and out of shops was that there were no Covid restrictions anywhere, which was welcoming.
What we were looking forward to the most though, was visiting the Biltmore Estate. The picture I am submitting with this log, is of the Biltmore House I took when we arrived. It is a beautiful home and a wonderful piece of American history. While walking through the house, you are in awe of how detailed everything is. The house had refrigeration, a large kitchen with modern amenities at the time, a large library, golden inlaid wallpaper, the first indoor pool, a gym, an indoor bowling lane, etc. It was so incredibly detailed and the thought that went into this house was very well thought out. The house was inspired by European architecture from George Vanderbilts travels. He wanted to create a place where, not only his family could come and enjoy, but also friends and their families. The house acted as a hotel when people were invited to stay. One could truly spend an entire day in that house and probably still not cover everywhere. If you ever have the chance, visit Ashville and the Biltmore Estate.
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2021-03-29
I don’t think I had ever been prone to depression before the pandemic. I am generally upbeat, happy, and have a positive outlook most if not all of the time, but a deep, unshakable melancholy set in weeks after the state of California issued the stay-at-home order. Confined to my home, leaving only to buy groceries and other necessities, the only way I could keep in touch with friends and family was through social media. Through that medium, I received news of the deaths of friends or their loved ones, more deaths than I can count on my fingers. A facetime call from my mother let me know of the death of an elderly uncle, and then an aunt a few weeks later. My only window to the outside world was Facebook. If I wasn’t addicted to it before, I definitely was throughout the pandemic. With covid denial and conspiracies rampant on that, the outlook for a speedy end to the crisis seemed bleak. A deep depression overtook me. It manifested itself in a lack of interest in doing anything other than scrolling and sleeping. I felt like I gave up. The healthy habits I had developed as an adult didn’t seem important. The stagnant lifestyle I fell into coupled with the unhealthy eating habits I developed took its toll on me. I gained a massive amount of weight, approximately fifty pounds, my cholesterol levels and blood pressure shot up, and I was pre-diabetic by the time the shelter-in-place orders were lifted. The entire experience was surreal, but it was nearly over. All I wanted to do was to spend time with my parents and siblings and go anywhere.
My mother loves the ocean, so naturally, weeks or months after the stay-at-home orders were lifted, our first trip was to the beach. We drove a few hours from our home in Bakersfield to Santa Monica State Beach, both in California. Things were not quite back to normal entirely, but it was nice seeing people living life. I am sure there were a lot of smiles hidden underneath the masks as we walked along the pier, and the smiles, the joy, and the laughter were all quite visible on the beach where masks were either not required, or the mandate to wear them was not enforced. In either case, it felt like I was finally awakening from a long and somber dream.
As good as it felt to be out and about and among other people, with some restrictions still in place, I remember wondering if things would ever truly go back to normal. The crowds on the pier and on the beach were noticeably thinner than they were prior to the pandemic, and most people were hidden behind masks per the mandate, and restaurants only allowed take out or outdoor dining. Would this be the new norm? Another thing that really stood out to me from this trip, particularly as we stopped by the Glendale Galleria Mall on the way home, was how much more rigidly enforced the mask mandate was in the L.A. metropolitan area compared to my much more conservative hometown where it was loosely enforced if at all. The disapproving looks I got in the L.A. area for pulling my mask below my chin were the same looks I got in Bakersfield for wearing a mask at all. I found it funny and interesting how a hundred and fifty miles and a mountain range divided more than just the geographical landscape, but the cultural landscape as well.
That trip seemed like an eternity ago. The entire pandemic was like a fleeting nightmare, like a childhood trauma that our minds seek to suppress, the memories of it fade but the scars remain, and I, for one, enjoy and appreciate life a little bit more than I did prior to the crisis. My health, both mental and physical, has improved markedly.
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2020-05-10
In May 2020, during Mother’s Day weekend, my wife, Jennifer, our son, Evan, and I took a much-needed
trip to Carmel on the coast of Northern California from our home in Sacramento—a roughly three-hour
drive. Evan, a junior at an all-boys Catholic high school, had been doing virtual learning since March, and
the isolation weighed heavily on him and our entire family. Carmel, with its clean and fresh ocean air and
mountain views, was an excellent place to decompress and have a peaceful and relaxing respite from the
turmoil of COVID-19.
We stayed at a small boutique hotel we had visited before, where the staff was relieved to have guests
again, though housekeeping and room service were unavailable. We spent much of our time outdoors,
playing golf at Pebble Beach, relaxing at the beach, and avoiding the non-stop news coverage of COVID-
19. A major highlight was having our first restaurant meal in months at a famous seafood restaurant in
Monterey, dining outdoors in a large tent, socially distanced, with masked servers and sanitization
stations.
Despite the refreshing break, reality set in when we returned home to Sacramento. The school year
ended, and when the new one started remotely in August, it became clear normalcy was still far away.
The high school canceled fall sports, masks remained required in public, and the weight of restrictions
continued. Over the summer, we spent time by the pool, with my son gradually having friends over more
often.
The memories of Carmel faded as the pandemic’s grip continued. The short return to normal was only
temporary, and life remained in limbo for months to come.
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2020-07-03
I am sharing the first photograph I took on a camping trip in Mammoth Lakes, CA in July 2020. I spend a lot of time outdoors camping and hiking. At the beginning of the COVID-19 outbreak, I cancelled my planned trips for the first four months. I also stopped hiking because local trails were so busy and I tended to avoid close distance to strangers even outside. The trip to Mammoth Lakes was setup because my sister and I decided we had to get outside. Masks were still required in many public places, but there weren't restrictions on camping. I remember two distinctive reactions to the camping trip. It was our first time being around a lot of other people in public and so we were on high alert to avoid close interactions and were wearing masks any time we went inside the little campground shop for firewood. What came as a shock was the relaxed manner the other campers enjoyed their weekend. I felt like I was outside looking in at an exhibit. I was happy to be outside, but I felt removed from all the other campers. To see others in person experiencing the pandemic so much differently than I was, felt very isolating. However, we drove to Mammoth to get a taste of regular life and it did do that as well. Our last night there, a bear wondered into the campsite. It was scared back into the woods about 20 yards from our campsite. The next morning the bear wondered back in and I woke up to it smelling around our neighbor's tent. The bear eventually went on its way. I was so grateful to that bear for giving me a story, an experience. I had felt like every day was the same since March and was just happy to see a big beautiful animal. I was also grateful to have a camping trip that helped me to feel that at some point I'd do normal things again. When something so sudden and intense like a pandemic occurs I think it's normal to feel like nothing will ever be the same again, but the camping trip and being outside felt normal enough to give me a little peace.
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2020-08-03
This story conveys the experience me and my 4 other siblings had when we attended our grandfather's funeral in August 2020. In the super conservative town of Safford, Arizona, no one attending the funeral (except us) wore masks.
Our extended family didn't believe that Covid-19 was real, or something to be stressed over. This story shows how we tried to navigate an event we thought would have precautions, and then didn't. Lastly, this story is important to me because even though we were stressed and panicked over attending a funeral without masks, my siblings and I grew closer after this.
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2021-08-19
I did not travel outside of the country when covid restrictions were lifted, but I would've visited Italy. If I could've traveled anywhere after the Covid restrictions were loosened, I would have visited Italy to visit my sister. My sister lived in a small town near Rome for 9 months between 2021 and 2022. I would have visited the Circus Maximus, the Tomb of Julius Caesar, the Pantheon, and the various aqueducts. The Colosseum is one of the main attractions in Rome, but I would save it for last or visit it another day. I would have documented this through various methods such as social media, journaling, and/or painting my favorite monuments.
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2020-06
The lighthouse is something that represents safety and security. Walking on the beach and being along the water is something that I find healing and peaceful. I used to live in this area and I am familiar with the sites and was motivated to spend time outdoors.
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2022-02-12
After my husband and I were married in May of 2021 in our backyard with twenty vaccinated friends and family members, we planned to visit Scotland for our honeymoon as soon as possible. I can’t remember what the restrictions were like at that time, but having the vaccine made us both feel much more confident venturing out of our communities, which for me meant my job at a local coffee shop in Nashville and just a few, very close friends who were vaccinated and adhered to the recommended social distancing and masking practices. On our wedding night, we stayed at a hotel in downtown Nashville, wearing masks in all the common areas, and the next morning we had breakfast and returned home to our families who were in town for a couple more days.
I remember checking websites frequently to determine when we would be able to travel to Scotland. We refreshed the CDC, U.S., and U.K. government sites daily to see if our honeymoon could happen yet. At some point the websites revealed that travel was allowed again with the stipulations that first, we show our vaccination cards at the British Airways desk with our passports and tickets and second, we had to present negative test results before returning to the States. While it still felt like these rules could change any minute depending on case counts in either country, we took the risk and bought our tickets.
The time came for the trip, February, 2022, and getting out of the country went off without a hitch. The U.S. did not have an official app for storing vaccination card info like some other countries, but we found a third-party app called VeriFLY that was collaborating with British Airways to make confirming our vaccination status a tad bit quicker when checking into our flight at the airport. VeriFLY did as promised; our vaccinated statuses were confirmed in short order and we were on our way!
Now, I mentioned that we had to have a negative COVID test to return home. That reality colored our choices throughout that entire two-week trip. Sometimes that looked like attempting to take public transit at off-peak hours to avoid crowds. Londoners were still largely masked, but if I remember correctly it was no longer a requirement there, which certainly gave us some anxiety. We weren’t necessarily worried about COVID being really harmful to our bodies, though we miraculously hadn’t caught it in two years so we weren’t sure how it would affect us. Our anxieties were instead tied to being eligible to return home. I had been a barista since graduating from college in 2016 and my husband was a bartender and musician, so we were afraid of the extra financial burden of having to find a place to stay last minute, booking new flights, and buying food if we had to stay out of the country for another week or two.
In the pictures, even when we are outside, we frequently forget to remove our masks for the camera. There is a wonderful picture of my husband and I in front of Edinburgh Castle that would look so much better in a frame if our noses and mouths were visible. In contrast, there were other moments, like in a cozy speakeasy in New Town, Edinburgh, where the fears died down for a minute and we slipped the masks into our crossbody tourist bags. When a bookshelf opens up in the back of a fake barbershop that takes you down into a warmly lit basement with warm, low lighting and way more seating than you thought was possible, inhibitions fade and wonder takes over. Well, at least for my bartender husband and I.
That was the manner in which we traveled from London to Edinburgh, Bath, and back: masking when we couldn’t social distance except for a rare few cocktail bars, travelling between morning and evening rushes, and sanitizing our hands as frequently as possible. Besides jetlag in the beginning, we both felt healthy and well for the duration of the trip, but we had three more hurdles to overcome.
The last few days of our trip were spent in a neighborhood of London called Hackney-Wick where our AirBnB was a cozy, modern tiny home with an alley entrance. It was our favorite place we stayed the entire vacation. We arrived there very exhausted from our travels and eager for a few days of relaxation before the long trip home. Two days before our departure, however, Russia invaded Ukraine. We knew we were well out of harm’s way in England, but our relative proximity compared to our home in Tennessee made the exploding conflict feel much more imminent, especially when Boris Johnson made some bold comments about Vladimir Putin that week when nobody knew if Russia was prepared to make a larger attack. The last few nights in the AirBnB were a little less restful after that as we watched BBC around the clock for both COVID news and updates on the war.
There was one more stipulation about our negative test results - they had to be performed within 24 hours of boarding the plane. In a generally unfamiliar and exceedingly sprawling city with no knowledge of what pharmacies were more reputable than others and regardless desperate to get tested in that short window, we landed upon a small clinic that we would have to take the London Underground to and finally walk a couple blocks. I remember we showed up an hour before our appointments just to be on the safe side and the clinic was pretty quiet, so we stood around on the sidewalk still nervously checking BBC for anything new that could impact our travel. The tests were performed and we were assured there would be results in our inboxes sufficiently before takeoff, so we prayed that would be the case.
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2020-07-01
In August of 2019, my sister gave birth to a baby girl, my first niece. At the time I had just started a new job and was accruing vacation time but did not have enough to cover travel to San Diego, CA for a week. In February of 2020, I booked a flight to visit my sister and meet my niece in May of 2020. Those plans were then canceled the very next month when a pandemic was declared and the country was placed on lockdown. In April, I was able to reschedule my trip for July of 2020.
Flying from Bismarck, ND to my hometown while most of the country was still on lockdown was a different experience. Before COVID, every plane I had boarded was near, if not at, capacity. Flying during COVID saw several empty seats with no two people sitting directly together - even if they appeared to be part of the same party. One observation I had was that while every plane was sanitized upon passengers deboarding, I never saw anyone sanitize any gates while I moved through and sat in airports.
Driving through San Diego, I was shocked to see open freeways with far less traffic than I had ever seen during peak hours. Restaurants were still limited to takeout (though I was really only there for the taco shops anyway) and most indoor venues were still closed unless necessary businesses. The businesses that were open to the public naturally required masks. As I was there to meet my niece and spend time with my sister, I loved not having to make up excuses to avoid meeting up with any old friends and being able to focus on time with family. It was strange to see my hometown, a vibrant and busy city, locked down and the roads and businesses empty. I felt even more grateful for the opportunity I had to travel and still be able to spend time with family since we never know when it will be too late.
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2020-03-04
My Covid travel story is a bit unique. I was in the Navy at the time assigned to the USS Bunker Hill, a guided missile cruiser attached to the Theodore Roosevelt strike group. We deployed from San Diego, CA to the South China Sea area of operations early January 2020. When we left for deployment, covid had started gaining traction but was nowhere near the global pandemic levels it would soon reach. In the first week of March 2020, the Bunker Hill pulled into Da Nang, Vietnam on a port visit/diplomatic relations mission. We were scheduled to be there for four days, and the first three days were filled with adventure, laughs, and “drinking like a sailor.” On the fourth day, an all-call message was sent out to every crew member to immediately return to the boat. Once assembled our captain informed us of major covid outbreaks in Da Nang and outlying villages along with the outbreak back home stateside. For the remainder of that fourth day, we were restricted to the pier and not allowed to leave our mooring station. Fortunately for us, food and beer were provided on the pier to provide some sort of leisure. Although we knew dark times laid ahead of us, everyone in the crew including senior leadership, unwound and drank with reckless abandon. We were only 2 months into a 9-month deployment and we knew that this would be the last bit of freedom until we returned home, and we made sure to savor every sip. The next morning we lined the rails of our ship in our dress white uniforms saying goodbye to dry land for the next 5 months. The time at sea was the least of everyone's worries, rather we frantically tried to make sense of the global situation with Covid and what kind of world we would be returning to upon completion of our deployment.
