For most who are looking for more than a quick hook-up, the dating scene is bleak. Real bleak. And for us travel bloggers? Goddesses of plane tickets and bullet journals…the struggle is even more real. And some people never will. Experiences mean more. Open-mindedness means more.
And a willingness to travel means a hell of a lot more. Our favorite book? Authentic is hard to find, ladies. After note: I wrote this post a while ago and have since started dating a pretty wonderful guy.
That being said, I think this still rings so true. Dating as a travel blogger is a world of its own. But ridiculous is not always a bad thing.
Or, better yet, how on earth do you sleep soundly curled up on the couch of a complete stranger?!? Maybe you met them at work, in high school, or maybe your parents semi-forced you to be friends by having playdates every weekend of your childhood. But regardless, there was a time when you knew absolutely nothing about them. And whatever the circumstances, you had to start from nothing and build trust with that person. Because everybody likes blog posts about dating. When you first start dating someone, how much do you know about that person?
If they were a friend before you started dating, probably more than most. By these standards, Couchsurfing is actually an upgrade. I was picked up at the Greyhound bus station by my host and her pug and driven to her house, which was not too far away. This, as it turns out, was actually one of the best things I could have done.
