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We had been debating back and forth as to the merits of both the Norman Hotel and the Breakfast Creek Hotel here in Brisbane. I’m a fan of the former; he is a fan of the latter. So when he told me he was going to be in Brisbane one weekend, we decided we would go to both, and each could present their case. We flipped a coin to see who went first.
Which meant that I was going to the Norman Hotel twice in one day, with two different boys. Bachelor Number 24 scored the dinner shift, and after being dropped off by Bachelor Number 23, quickly changing and brushing my teeth, I was back at the Norman ready to do it all again.
When we met, he kissed me on both cheeks and told me I looked amazing, and we sat down at the bar for a pre-dinner drink. We ended up having three beers before going to line up to order our food. The same waitress who served me at lunch was working there. She said “Oh hey, you came-“ and then saw that I was with a different boy, and said “What would you like to order?”
We talked about work, our respective outlooks on life (which are quite similar), he talked about living in the Middle East, and his plans to sell his current home in Zurich and buy in Bern instead.
The conversation continued over dinner and a shared bottle of red wine, and we somehow ended up having a pretty deep and meaningful conversation about family, upbringing, and parents. I told him a lot about being a carer for my mum before she died, and he had also lost his mum to cancer after looking after her for three months so we had plenty of shared experiences.
He also let slip that he hadn’t planned on coming to Brisbane, but that he had flown down just to go on a date with me. I told him that was a lot of pressure, but he said just to forget he’d told me and treat it like any normal first date.
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We had been debating back and forth as to the merits of both the Norman Hotel and the Breakfast Creek Hotel here in Brisbane. I’m a fan of the former; he is a fan of the latter. So when he told me he was going to be in Brisbane one weekend, we decided we would go to both, and each could present their case. We flipped a coin to see who went first.
Which meant that I was going to the Norman Hotel twice in one day, with two different boys. Bachelor Number 24 scored the dinner shift, and after being dropped off by Bachelor Number 23, quickly changing and brushing my teeth, I was back at the Norman ready to do it all again.
When we met, he kissed me on both cheeks and told me I looked amazing, and we sat down at the bar for a pre-dinner drink. We ended up having three beers before going to line up to order our food. The same waitress who served me at lunch was working there. She said “Oh hey, you came-“ and then saw that I was with a different boy, and said “What would you like to order?”
We talked about work, our respective outlooks on life (which are quite similar), he talked about living in the Middle East, and his plans to sell his current home in Zurich and buy in Bern instead.
The conversation continued over dinner and a shared bottle of red wine, and we somehow ended up having a pretty deep and meaningful conversation about family, upbringing, and parents. I told him a lot about being a carer for my mum before she died, and he had also lost his mum to cancer after looking after her for three months so we had plenty of shared experiences.
He also let slip that he hadn’t planned on coming to Brisbane, but that he had flown down just to go on a date with me. I told him that was a lot of pressure, but he said just to forget he’d told me and treat it like any normal first date.