What is the goal of the New York trip?
What is the trip to New York all about? I’ve been asking myself this. I mean it’s a great idea and I’m sure we will have fun, that is a given but what are we doing it for?
Meeting girls seems a bit vague.
Hook-ups, as charming as they are, aren’t really the aim of this blog. It is the Wed or Dead Wager, not the Get a Shag And Never See Them Again Challenge.
So we’d like to meet somene really nice, someone really, really special, right? But that presents problems too.
What say, if one of us meets a lovely girl and has a week so perfect that Louis Armstrong rises from the dead just to sing love songs while we dance through the streets of the city that never sleeps. Well what happens when we have to go home?
Who wants to be a thing when you see someone for a week every now and then? That’s not a relationship, that’s a form of torture. A very expensive form of torture that gets you lots of airmiles and lots of complimentary toothbrushes.
So not only have we got to meet someone aces, we have to get to the point, by the end of the holiday that one of us (the two people who haven’t met yet) is seriously considering uprooting their entire life to be with the other person.
That’s quite an ask for seven days. Still, if it was easy it wouldn’t be a fun bet.
I think I’m going to need some better shoes.