Category: Dates (page 2 of 10)

Expo 2020 might not be an amusement park in the classic sense of the word but it is the perfect spot for a date or a day out for that matter. The world’s greatest show combines entertainment and cultural exploration. It’s quite a fun place to hang out so we were there.

This Expo thing is apparently a way for countries to showcase themselves to the world. Some countries indeed put a lot of effort in their pavilion and program. There’s a lot of fuzz about technology, innovation and sustainability everywhere but what to believe? Reading some claims about the “public transport of the future” in the Belgian pavilion might make you hopeful. My experience with the local train, metro and bus in Belgium tells me it’s a long shot, a very long shot of realising those dreams.

My date and I had the discussion about how tiring it is to showcase yourself on dates and during the interactions before and after. You don’t want to portray a too polished picture “I was at the charity event of the NGO I founded and listening to my assistant about how happy he was with the Tesla I gifted him when suddenly one of my VIP guests, the Vice Minister collapsed and I had to give him an adrenaline shot because I was the only medically qualified person being able to deal with the pressure since I worked for NASA as astronaut in the past” or become that girl or guy “People need to accept me for who I am, otherwise go to hell” .

Showing what kind of cool person you’re without being pretentious, is that still possible in this day and age? I heard people say you don’t even have to show it. Because when you really are, it will manifest, it will shine through, it will reveal itself. When you don’t play the game, do you even exist? Yeah, it’s more real and it’s less tiring. So far I haven’t met any girl who got wet from that janitor with great personality. I met many women on the other hand infatuated with the chief hygiene officer that they were seeing. Let’s not pretend a bit of pretentiousness can work!

I know you’re all dying to know which country has the coolest pavilion. Well, we didn’t visit many of them but we chilled for some time in the Belgian restaurant with some fries and beers.

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Hooray hooray, this is my 69th post! This post should be extra awesome, oh wait… Every post is already frickin’ awesome. Not every content creator places special value on milestone number 69 but I believe every single one of them does look back in awe at some point on everything that they have produced so far. But let’s get to back to the juicy business you’re all here for.

It was one of those days that it was hot enough to make you sweat a bit if you were in the sun but pretty nice if you were in the shade. Picnic on the grass, check. Blanket, small snacks and some drinks, check. No noisy kids around, check. We had it all. Our happiness was rather short-lived as the sprinklers in the ground starting unleashing tsunamis of waters. It was the first time in my life I witnessed the eruption of water volcanoes. We were quick to react but it took us some time to scramble the whole supermarket we had with us to safety.  I’m still very much convinced that there was some maintenance guy behind the bushes turning on the sprayers and having his guilty pleasure. 

It has been a while since I wet my pants. Now I know again why I don’t do it more often. For obvious reasons, I couldn’t hang my pants to dry but we made the best of it. During a life-changing conversation, something crawled up against the girl’s leg. It was not me. It was a little baby bird chirping in despair. Apparently it fell down from the tree and came to us for help. A simple date turned again into an emergency situation. We tried to feed it with the stuff we had, no luck. We tried looking for bird shelters, no luck. We tried to look for ways to put it back in the nest, no luck. With a lot of sorrow, we had to leave the little bird in nature, knowingly it would probably die soon. Quite emotional.

Some people wonder what the whole point of dating is. Why go through the cycles of hope and disappointment? It’s such a waste of time. Rarely is dating depicted as something fun. On the contrary, it almost feels like a troublesome chore. Dating has been given a bad name. I feel it has to do with us being very outcome-focused today. Add an overly-romanticized picture to the mix and we happily start bashing the dating scene with generalisations, cynicism and resentment. Something I’m guilty off myself now and then.

Dating shouldn’t be treated as something spectacular and ultra special. I realise that the mundane things in the flow of life, the little happenings on this date for example, are giving the most satisfaction. Not the big fireworks and drone light shows. We tend to forget the bigger picture and focus on the x person, y action and z thought. Ultimately the act of dating should contribute to your human experience. Dating is not life, it’s part of life.

I know you’re all dying to know what our favourite snack was. Well, we never say no to (moist) blueberries.

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Three comedians stepped on stage that night. One of them was switching between spitting blunt jokes and giving life advice in a serious tone. I thought it was great. Even the heaviest of topics can be made a digestible with humour. It doesn’t mean everyone will be able to handle everything. Some people have a strong stomach and can absorb whatever you throw at them. Whereas some folks’ bowl movements tend to get easily upset from even the tiniest amount of spiciness. Burning buttholes and liquid discharge are not pleasant but I feel being able to laugh about it makes things more bearable.

Life is a bit of a comedy and a tragedy at the same time, isn’t it? One moment it’s all fun and games and a split second later the waterproof Maybelline mascara is running like an oil spill over your face. In good times, we can cry tears of joy. In bad times, we can smile wryly. Life is beautiful. Humour can put things into perspective. Bad breath, premature ejaculation, getting into an accident, last-minute cancellation, would it help to cry and complain about it? Maybe for awhile but then it’s time to make lemonade.

A lot of people say being funny is an important and attractive trait for a companion. I think it’s because there are good vibes and feelings associated with this person. It has less to do with the entertainment value he/she provides. So in my opinion, it’s not the joke itself that’s important but how that joke makes you feel. The worst thing is to explain a joke. The one who makes the joke doesn’t feel understood. The one who doesn’t get it feels stupid. If it happens multiple times, both parties feel they are not on the same level. You can find a comedian hilarious while your partner says “meh”. Time and exposure might help to appreciate someone’s style but sooner than later you’ll hear things such as “he’s so childish”, “the shit she says is so dumb”. My high level of humour of course never provokes such reactions.

I know you’re all dying to know who cracked the best jokes. Well, we found the guy who spent most of his time interacting and vibing with the audience quite funny.

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At the moment of writing, it is mid-October already and I just came back from holidays. I went back home and spent time with family and friends. I was busy and occupied in a good way. Even if I wanted, there was no time to go on a date. The prospect of having no longer-term prospects with a potential breeding partner puts me off. Back in Dubai, I leave the thirsty tourists alone, for the same reason.

Once in a while, I do unknowingly encounter a non-resident who happens to be open to go on a fun fair date. Technically, we were not at a fun fair. It was an arcade hall. While it turned out she would consider a move to Dubai, I’m wondering what the whole purpose was of meeting up. It was a cool date so I wouldn’t call it wasted time. But let’s say, I go on another ten of these dates with people who are merely passing by for a few days or weeks. Yes, I would learn some new things and make some genuine connections. But the chances of starting something together would be pretty slim. Incredible and unexpected things do happen in life and that’s the beauty of it. It’s amazing how sometimes multiple stories come together. In my view, these intersecting plots are exceptional. Usually, in situations with people in transition, it’s just tap ‘n go.

“Tap ‘n go” can mean two things. Either it’s paying wirelessly (yes, this word exists) with your card or phone for your garlic butter naan with mutton curry (medium hot on the white people spiciness scale). Or it’s something similar like hit it ‘n quit it, pump ‘n dump, fuck ‘n chuck. It doesn’t have to be sexual necessarily. It can also be a short encounter with a cutie while waiting for your beetroot-pineapple smoothie or when you get ghosted early on. I heard the term for the first time from one of my dates. Listening to her saying it a dozen times in a span of a minute when she was telling a steamy story in her juicy British accent, was pure delight. Today, it’s part of my vocabulary. I’m a lifelong learner.

Perhaps I shouldn’t restrict myself up front too much because who knows that a tap ‘n go can somehow transform in a tap ‘n stay…

I know you’re all dying to know what our favourite game was. Well, we enjoyed the racing simulator a lot.

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I’m a bit lukewarm when it comes to musicals. It’s not that I rave about them nor do I condemn them with a disgusted face. I did enjoy Hamilton a lot recently and tried to learn the Moulin Rouge version of “Your Song” when I was still unsuspecting of my singing capabilities. The girl suggested this theatre date and we found a musical playing on the day we were available. The event was some sort of  ‘best of’ of famous musicals. We were a bit startled when we saw an orchestra and four singers on stage. It turned out to be a concert of musical hits. I guess we were not the only ones taken by surprise, judging by the people that were walking out after a couple of songs.

Expectations versus reality. The promotion in Dubai is notorious for depicting things a bit more polished than what you actually get. That’s okay to a certain extent. It’s what all the marketing is supposed to do. Everyone sugarcoats some stories during a job interview or on a date. Of course we want to make a great first impression, hiding the trash for later. There’s a fine line between misleading and creating excitement though. First, it’s not right and second, it doesn’t help you anyway. On the contrary, you’ll create a negative perception.

Being “real” all the time regardless of context is a bit self-absorbed and even plain stupid. I always have to laugh when someone is giving the “I don’t give a fuck” speech. Trying to appear like a tough guy or girl and actually being a badass are two different things. Let’s try to try not so hard. Yeah, sometimes you have to combat some stereotypes. Yeah, sometimes you want to make sure you profile yourself as a certain person from the start. We all experienced some misconceptions about ourselves before and it was frustrating. We all repeated the same explanation for a certain thing over and over again like a broken record to convey the right image to the world. But guess what, snowflake, the world doesn’t revolve around you. Sometimes we’re so occupied with ourselves and how we look like, we forget about how little other people actually care about your passion for boob-shaped gummy bears, your quest for criminalising eating midnight snacks at noon or your recent landmark achievement of cooking bio lentils.

From a buyer’s perspective, nowadays more aesthetically pleasing and shiny pieces have higher chances to find a new owner. Perceived value outsmarts intrinsic quality, unfortunately. It’s hard to avoid being superficial when the system creates an abundance of sparkling fast-moving dating goods. I’m not immune to it myself to be honest and I experienced it comes biting you in the butt eventually. I remember a class mate updating her MSN status to “whEn U gEt whAt U wAnt bUt nOt whAt yOU nEEd”. Never thought this would be relevant after a decade or two but that’s how life goes apparently.

I know you’re all dying to know what our favourite song was. Well, one of the few songs I actually knew was from the Lion King.

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