It took a concerted effort to play AA zoom tourist to make meetings during Covid. I was in a few international groups for a while (the Aussies are RAW, with respect to language and recovery) but eventually I would hypothetically pretend I was moving to a neighborhood in Chicago or NYC and find a strong AA group then consistently attend their meetings. Especially when I was suffering from Covid. I would make a few zoom meetings daily just to stay connected. No substitute for the real thing, though. I told my story up at a group in east Texas last night and it was wonderful. It might have been awful and discombobulating for them, but it gave me a chance to speak honestly about my disease. If you have been sober for a reasonable period, there is nothing so therapeutic as telling what it was like, what happened, and what it is like now. Went to my usual Saturday morning meeting today at the the most “urban and diverse” meeting in town and then had lunch with a sponsee and some friends. The treatment center girls were there, talking about how it was their Nth time in rehab and whether or not they were actually alcoholic or not and I just quietly thought to myself that the greatest event in my life was almost dying drunk. So glad it’s settled science, for me personally. Onward and upward.