I met him at a bar after a tour of Dublin Castle. It was only the day before that I had downloaded Tinder upon my best friend’s suggestion. While I had used dating apps before, the internet is dark and full of terrors and meeting up with someone in a foreign country poses risks.
Dating Apps Abroad
After swiping this way and that, I found myself talking casually with a few boys in the area. One was another American on holiday, one was a French guy (who was seemingly still learning English) and one a 25-year-old Irishman from a more rural part of Ireland.
What set the Irishman apart from the others was the ease of talking to him. Within just a few messages he made me laugh, we had an instant repertoire. We decided to meet up in a public place after my sightseeing; he chose the place and I selected the time.
Meeting My Tinder Date
He looked like his photos; always a pleasant surprise. He said I looked prettier than my own. We had a pint and filled in the gaps with the basics of our lives. There were some pauses but, otherwise, he was a good craic, as the Irish say. He asked if I needed to leave or if I wanted to go to another bar.
He followed me as I led him by the hand to each bar that caught my eye. We took turns buying rounds as we continued to joke and learn more about one another.
We found out that our birthdays were days apart and shared our favorite Oscar Wilde quotes. And, it turned out that his apartment was a five-minute walk from my Airbnb; another pleasant surprise.
The one-night stand turned into a weekend romance. I toured Dublin while he went to work, and then we met up in the evenings for dinners, pubs, and fun.
The morning I last saw him, he gave me two books filled with Irish phrases. He said, “I bought them for someone — cause they’re a great gift — but I didn’t know who. Apparently, they were for you.” They were filled with the same Oscar Wilde quotes we recanted throughout the weekend.
Re-connection on Facebook
Evidently, he had been trying to figure out how to get in touch with me since I’d left Dublin, as I had changed my phone number in Amsterdam. He wanted to see me again, before I went back to the states, and asked about the dates I would be in Barcelona, Spain.
Within hours he had booked a flight to meet me in the Spanish city for another weekend together, this time as mutual tourists.
Find out what happened in Barcelona.