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“… he walked into the house and gestured me to follow.”

Tinder and I are in a love/hate relationship. It was yesterday that I reinstalled the app and created my account again after little over a month without. The exercise was less disappointing than previous times. There were actually some seemingly interesting guys in my radius, so plenty of matches. It had been a while that I actually used the app to chat with local guys. Previously I’d only swipe for expats or when I was abroad, as I’m generally not really into Dutch men. But there was this adventures looking local with who I matched and he started a conversation. After some chit chat, he asked me about my latest Tinder date. My reply was: “Deleted Tinder for some weeks. Had a 86 hours lasting Tinder-date in October. Needed some time to reset from that. Set up my account again today. But I’m still a bit anti. Not sure what I’m doing here really. How about you?”

Let’s go back to October:
I was on vacation in Hawaii and staying in a perfect Airbnb in a quiet area on the East side of Oahu. On a Thursday morning I sent out a random Good morning to one of the Tinder matches. Just for some local suggestions on where to go to and what to do in the neighborhood. We started chatting. Within a couple of texts back and forth we agreed to meet for coffee.

Continue reading “… he walked into the house and gestured me to follow.”

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Private statistics

After my latest romantic failure, the easiest option for some distraction and fun would be Tinder. But, statistics….

As I keep track of my romantic and sexual adventures and I now have collected the bare minimum of sufficient date to analyze; here is some insight in the results so far.

Keeping a score card originally started to see if there was some sort of resemblance based on zodiac signs. But there is none, at least not in my list. Instead, there is a clear resemblance in performance when looking at origin/nationality.

I can confidently say that Australian men are by far better in pleasing me than Europeans or Americans.

The average scores on a 1 to 10 base:

8,0 AUS
6,4 USA
6,1 EUR

Not just from my own data, but also checking with the friends who have global experience, they have similar experiences.

The main difference I’ve experienced is that the Australian men seem to be more primal and unrestrained. No fuss, taking the lead and making it a fulfilling exciting physical adventure. All Australians scored 8 or higher, apart from one. This one took down the average because he was too drunk and fell asleep on top and inside of me, obviously resulting in a low score.

European and American men tend to be too self aware, too careful and therefor out of rhythm and making it less relax, less organic and sometimes even uncomfortable. European men do seem to have the biggest, but this hasn’t resulted in a better experience overall.

Unfortunately, there are little to none Australian tourist in town in this season, so it’s wine instead.

 

Part 54: ‘The moustache was a great indication of what I had to expect for the night.’

As I’m working in Finance, where numbers rule, I made some calculations regarding my sex life and romantic adventures. The conclusion is that I have made big steps on the activity ladder in the past two years, this compared to the first twelve years after becoming sexually active. Yet, it’s easily defensible. I’m thirty, thirsty and I hate men. Most men that is. And so the rare occasions I meet a guy I don’t hate, if the opportunity to have physical pleasure presents itself, I take it.

The latest adventure was with ‘Porn Mouch’. A Tinder match. He looked Ozzy. Continue reading Part 54: ‘The moustache was a great indication of what I had to expect for the night.’

Part 49: ‘…not only single, but also sober on Valentine’s day.’

Impossible not to love the day of love, right? Even as a single, I love Valentine’s day. Without expectations, yet full of hope, I check my mailbox for anonymous cards, stare at my phone waiting for love declarations to come in, but they never do. This year, I would be not only single, but also sober on Valentine’s day. While other years I would celebrate Valentine’s day with wine, movie, wine, sushi, more wine and optional a friend, this year, wine would not even be an option. But totally unexpected, Tuesday February 14th turned out to be the best Valentine’s day of my life so far.

The Sunday before V-day, I met up with an Australian guy who was visiting Amsterdam for a short 4 days. We had a match on Tinder and within a couple of texts back and forth, we decided to meet up.

Continue reading Part 49: ‘…not only single, but also sober on Valentine’s day.’

After the 70 days, part 37: “… bed bunk isn’t ideal for sex”

As mentioned in my previous blog, I decided to see if a heartache can really be cured by a rebound. Solely for research purposes. The best way to get a rebound in a blink is through Tinder nowadays, so I started swiping. It didn’t take long before I found some cuties. Including some tourists. Since the purpose was to find just a rebound, I figured a tourist would be ideal. I texted one of my matches I would be able to meet up for a drink that evening. He was happy to do so and asked me for suggestions on where to meet, outside of the touristic scene. I happened to know a really nice cocktail bar, located right in the middle of our individual locations. We met at 9 PM, which was pretty late given the fact that I had work the next morning, but I had some issues with time management that day. 

Continue reading After the 70 days, part 37: “… bed bunk isn’t ideal for sex”

After the 70 days, part 30; 10 emotional stages you go through on Tinder.

Tinder…. Always a topic when single. Always good for bad stories, or good stories. Let’s go through 10 emotional stages you go through while playing on Tinder;

1) Joy. Funny, all these people in all shapes and sizes. Some good looking, most not so much.

2) Shock. When you pass the occasional dick pic. Continue reading After the 70 days, part 30; 10 emotional stages you go through on Tinder.