How I Became the Other Woman
Hi, pals, how are you? Ok, great. If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, you’ll be familiar with my tales of Tinder dating in Colombia. I wrote about a Venezuelan dude I was…
Hi, pals, how are you? Ok, great. If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, you’ll be familiar with my tales of Tinder dating in Colombia. I wrote about a Venezuelan dude I was…
When you’re a digital nomad and you only stay in a city for a pre-determined amount of time, everything becomes temporary. Homes, friendships, lovers. Everything. And that, pals, is absolutely thrilling. If you’ve ever read…
The other weekend I had a disappointing lady date. It wasn’t just a bit shit, it eclipsed every disappointing date I have ever been on (even worse than this embarrassing catastrophe). No Game with Girls…
In an attempt to turn my table for one into a table for two, I’ve been going wild on Tinder in Mexico. This is no surprise to anyone going by my track record of Tinder…
Latin Love is, in equal measure, the best and the worst thing in the world. Whether you ask a Latin American person or a foreigner they’ll often say the same, and gender makes no difference…
I have a theory about boys. Well, I have many theories about them, but here’s my latest. They have a sixth sense, and it somehow tells them when girls are happy so they can come…
A couple of weeks ago I told you about the Venezuelan dude I was dating who spoke no English. If you haven’t read that post yet, go take a look before reading this one please…
I’ve talked about dating whilst travelling before. I’ve also talked about my shit Spanish skills. Allow me to combine the two subjects. Last week I went on a date with a man who spoke no…