I met Andrew at The Whiskey Café. I walked in the half empty bar and saw him sitting there watching me as I approached him. He was a lot better looking than his photo. He rose when I arrived and we shook hands and then I sat across from him.
He was already drinking a scotch and when the waiter came I ordered a glass of Italian white wine.
We chatted a bit, about his two boys and how every year for their birthdays he took them on a trip. His oldest son’s birthday was coming up and he was taking him to London, England.
“You always do that?” I asked him.
“Yes. Every birthday I take them to a different place.”
Hmm. I liked that about him. I asked him about his work.
“I work in environmental waste.”
I also liked that about him.
“I travel a lot,” he said. “Sometimes I’m gone for four or five days. Sometimes a bit longer.”
He took a sip of his scotch. “You’re very lovely,” he said. “Are you an independent woman,” he asked me.
I found his question odd. “In which way?”
“I’m looking for a woman who is available to accompany me on my business trips.”
Sounds too good to be true? Well, of course, it was. Continue reading
This post is about meeting a first date in a book store.
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This happened to me a few years ago. A book store seemed like a good place because if my date happened to be late (traffic, finding parking or whatever) I could browse around and I wouldn’t look conspicuous just waiting on some street corner like a hooker or in some cafe sipping a cup of coffee hoping that I won’t be stood up.
I had suggested meeting by the travel section on the second floor of a bookstore that was mid-way between where he lived and I did.
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I didn’t see him when I got there and so I took out a book on Nepal and looked at the pictures. Ten minutes, then fifteen minutes passed. Twenty minutes is usually my maximum before I leave. Then, I spotted him at the pen section. Continue reading
Warning: Just because you go somewhere spectacular on a first date don’t assume that the date will also be spectacular.
Parc des Rapides is one of my favorite places in Montreal. It’s a bird sanctuary. You will find it as a tourist attraction in Lonely Planet, Fodors, Tripadvisor, Tourism Montreal, Montreal sites and attractions and so forth. Yet, few Montrealers know about this wonderful wild and peaceful oasis along the St. Lawrence Seaway.
What makes it unique is the contrast of the rapids churning on one side and the reservoir of calm water that flows through the dam built by Hydro Quebec on the other side.
Some of you might think that going for ice cream is not much different from going for coffee on a first date. After all, you’re meeting over some kind of food and there are lots of great coffee places where you can people watch.
But listen to this: According to a recent study by Baskin-Robins a person’s choice of ice cream flavor says something about his or her personality.
For example, if you order vanilla you’re more likely to be impulsive, easily suggestible and an idealist. (Oh, my, one of my favorite flavors ).
A chocolate lover suggests a dramatic, lively, charming, flirtatious, seductive and gullible person. My second favorite ice cream flavor is the six types of chocolate at Ripples. Does that mean I’ve six times more drama and charm? Continue reading