Use the fact that you are an English speaker as your selling point in your profile and there will be a lot more swipes to the right.
DO LOOK PRESENTABLE: Sports clothes are fine if you are actually doing sport, but ditch the sweat pants when you’re not at the gym.
I should mention that all the guys I met in person were really nice.
I didn’t have any fantastic or horrible experiences, and that what I’m about to say is a massive generalization (and particularly directed at Basque Country, not all of Spain).
While Tinder has not led me to lifelong love, it has opened my eyes to several hurdles that cross-cultural dating in Spain and/or full-on relationships could present.
Though I’ve since stopped using it, I thought I’d take the opportunity to shine some light on some cultural questions that came up during my experiences meeting people through the app.
Beware of guys who are looking for a ‘2 for 1’ bonus of sex with you and free English classes. if your Spanish level isn´t great, you could end up dating a boring loser and not even realize until he has cleared out a drawer for you in the wardrobe of his mum´s house where he lives.
You want to be that couple making out on the Metro.
Here are Sally´s top ten tips for navigating the perilous path to true love in Spain.
1 - Breaking the apron strings Photo of a man and his mother: Shutterstock If you believe you can move the relationship along at a snail´s pace and build up to meeting the family at around the six- month mark, then think again.
While out with my new Spanish girlfriends at a local bar, it didn’t take long for me to notice Señor Guapo perched front and center with his friends. ” My friend Laura grasped my shoulder with as much force as her tiny frame would permit.
Every few minutes, he threw me a sly smirk to let me know that he had noted my entrance. ”) The man’s once-flirtatious eyes opened wide as if he were shocked that I could speak. “Don’t you know that if you approach a man, you are seen as easy game? ” Laura, I believe, most closely represents the prototype of a “traditional” Spanish woman: She prepares herself for an evening stroll as if getting ready for prom night, she never allows her “availability status” to last longer than her previous relationship, and she profusely fans herself to prevent the sweat marks that are the inevitable result of Málaga’s 90-degree afternoons.
I shot my Spanish girlfriends a look that said, “Watch this,” and before they had a chance to stop me, I marched right up to Señor Guapo and his buddies. The fluid chatter of his friends was swallowed by an uncomfortable silence, and Señor Guapo responded with little more than a nod. I was raised by two human rights advocates in a household of five women (and one very patient, gray-haired father).