With some time in now, I can look back and 'see' that, during my drinking days, the drink in my hand was more important to me than the people I was with - how sad is that?; the poison was more important to me than another human being. I wasn't really listening to what someone had to say; I was too busy looking at the wine bottle - curious if there was 'enough' let in it for ME for the rest of the evening. How much good 'people time' did I waist - more than I like to think about.
You will grow into your sober-skin; keep expanding your sober horizons; it will soon fit you perfectly.
Your trips sound wonderful; have fun!!!!