Since moving to Korea my love life, until my momentary break down two days ago, was pretty much on the down low.
Other than a first night drunken fumble with my neighbour and colleague (I avoided the large pile I left on my doorstep by taking over a brew the morning after), I haven't seen any serious man action .
My momentary emotional hurricane on Monday night got me thinking about how much I miss being taken on dates or even flirted with openly in public. I'm not saying either of these things don't happen in Korea, it's just I've not experienced them just yet, well unless you count the following as flirting, a creepily long handshake by the American guy that is actually nicknamed Creepy Joe, or a gaggle of girls taking my photograph in a supermarket.
Korean men are unlike any I have ever met. They are cute, ageless, and effortlessly sleek. Saying that, my colleague Craig is the campest man I have ever met (he'd put Dame Edna to shame), and that is not uncommon. It seems that whilst being gay is still taboo, it is perfectly alright to walk hand-in-hand around a museum with your best mate. I prided myself on my expertly trained gay-dar back in Manchester, now it's in overdrive and doesn't ever seem to be right as everyone is gay and straight all rolled into one!
Anyway, back to the straight men.
The pool is quite shallow in the small city I live in, beautiful but shallow. Few men to look at and even fewer glancing in my direction. I am not surprised, however, as if I were male I wouldn't be able to tear my eyes off the skantily clad Korean women with smooth long legs, long flowing black hair and mysterious dark eyes.
Enough of the mooning over Korean woman!! Ha.
I have been asked by one guy called Jack. But I am completely unsure as to whether he has romantic (sexual) intentions or simply platonic as he is a serious woman lover. He asked me to go for dinner with him last week and I ended up turning it into a group thing because I don't know him well enough.
(right so moving to Korea has made me afraid to go for a drink with a boy barely know, brilliant!)
Regardless he ended up standing us up. So, following the second offer today I'm thinking maybe he just cannot handle my hottness and needs to be alone with me and I should just put him out of his misery and go for a drink with him.
I mean obviously, it will be for his sake, not because I love dating...
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