Thursday, I went out with Dan, the fifth and final bachelor who reached out to me after the New York Post story mentioning my Great Dating Blitz.
Dan, a fortysomething attorney from Long Island, and I met up at Ayza, a cozy wine and chocolate bar in NYC’s Midtown West. Over a shared plate of hummus and selection of scrumptious chocolates, we talked about my travels and his life in the suburbs.
Like the other New York Post bachelors, Dan was very curious about my 8-week journey — and kind enough to say it was brave of me to undertake it. I couldn’t help thinking that dating in New York is what takes courage. Taking a breather from it to experience single life in other cities was easy by comparison.
It didn’t take long for me to know that Dan would fall into the same category of other recent first dates — nice but no sparks. Thankfully, not all of the dates were a total loss. I’ve remained friends with one of the guys and he’s introduced me to some of his fabulous single buddies. Sure, they happen to be female but broadening your social circle is always a good thing.
If only it was a little easier to do that with the opposite sex.