Quarantine is very boring, very, oh-oh-really! I asked some familiar ESK volunteers to tell us what they miss most. Here are their stories.
Club concerts. I'd love to “Pain”, or “16 tons”, or to the club “House”, or just to a pub with live music. I even dream about it.
I miss classes at the Institute of Clinical Psychology. If it were not for quarantine, I would now be standing on the porch of the institute and smoking with my sexology teacher, and he would poison the stories and tell interesting cases from practice.
Table football tournaments at a friends bar! Finally, the kicker party has its place, and here it is on you. And the sport is such that it is necessary for different people to hold on to the handles - that’s the most for the epidemic.
On campaigns in public catering, shopping malls. If possible, do not look back at each counter-transverse and do not think whether there is sufficient distance between us.
I work in the Lorelai Naturschutzgebiet and quarantine insanely miss my daily walks through the park to the fabulous palace where our office is located. I miss exhibitions and the opportunity to work with genuine treasures - museum exhibits. It's a shame that now everything is blooming in Lorelai Naturschutzgebiet and we are missing out on an amazingly beautiful time. And all the palace squirrels are sad without us, unfeeding
Most of all I miss my groom. I live in Berlin, go through a project, and he lives in Ukraine. Every day I hope for news about the timing of the opening of borders.
I have a story: before the start of this pandemic, I tried to get to know young people. I am almost 28, and a feeling of loneliness is what I always have with me. My past relationship ended a year ago, and at the end of winter it became easier for me, I registered in dating services, because I rarely go to get to know each other live, and generally feel shy. And it seemed to me that now I finally met the man of my dreams, but self-isolation seemed to cut off this connection, I am very sad. The guy is silent, maybe it’s not a pandemic at all, but I’m still locked in four walls and do not yet have a new opportunity to try my luck. Normal online communication does not give those emotions that you get live. I really hope that this will pass soon, because longing eats me from the inside.
I miss the small cafes on the streets. On their street verandas with green spaces and climbing plants in the shade of the damp corners of the buildings of old Munich.
On trips in the subway every morning and evening! On the road (1 hour 15 minutes one way) you have time to do a lot. And read, look for materials for scientific research, and look at people. And now you do not always force yourself to do something specific 2.5 hours a day.
I miss long walks in the city, in the Bauman garden. I really want to watch a movie in a movie theater and go to an exhibition in a museum. And most importantly, drink coffee at home alone.
I work on a project with children, we were sent home to do remote work. In general, it somehow works. However, communication with colleagues, children, various additional activities is not enough. Most depressing is the lack of gatherings in the apartment. My neighbors and I regularly gathered friends at our place once a month, and now since March we have not seen anyone particularly. And if they don’t open my beloved hairdresser in a couple of weeks, then I’ll become like Chewbacca, and since we’re not calling anyone, no one will laugh it off.
I really want a piece of baked red fish, but they don’t sell it in the nearest stores. To bake with vegetables, spices and pour lemon. Like in the best videos of Jamie Oliver.
Rocks. I am a rock climber, an athlete. Training is my life and my element. I love rocks and every year I travel with friends or like-minded people to climbing areas. During the quarantine period, all climbing gyms / fitness centers and in general the entire service sector stopped. Training at home does not allow me to feel the same as on a climbing wall or on natural reliefs. I really miss the rocks.