I can probably count on one hand the amount of times that I’ve done something spontaneous, and pretty much all of those times alcohol was involved.
But last month I travelled 877 kilometres to go on a date.
Flashback to two years ago, I was interstate for a work trip and in my hotel room I decided to pass the time by swiping on Tinder. I matched with a guy, we got on well, exchanged numbers and planned to meet up but I was way too busy and nothing ended up coming of it.
So I kind of forgot about it.
Until the same work trip, the same city, a year later and exactly the same thing happened.
Except this time, we followed each other on Instagram and decided to keep in touch. A few months down the track, and many conversations later, the idea of one of us flying interstate for a weekend together was brought up.
It was decided that I would fly to see him… thanks to some pressure from my mother who said: “Oh, would you just shut up and book the bloody flight!”
Side note – we translate dating terms. Post continues after video.
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Glad it was worth it to you! I've had lots of success traveling to new places to meet people. How did you meet them, some sort of travel dating app like Fairytrail or Tinder? Hope you find someone you love.
I crunched the numbers - you walked a little too far
I think it's generally agreed that 1,000 miles is the reasonable limit to walk for a guy, that means she still has up to 732 km to go.
That rule only applies to Scots - I finally defeated Snorks on his numbers game. Yes!
Today has been a good day ;o)
I think you can get away with it as long as you don't Haver!