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Stockholm, Sweden has been an amazing city not only to visit but also to live in as a foreign exchange student.I understood before my arrival that Sweden worked hard to maintain equality amongst all, no matter your gender or nationality.Who relishes activities such as golf, hi am a friendly, caring and loving girl who is single and is looking for a loving and and caring man who will show me much care and attention. i have been into many relationship but now I am a very simple lady with pleased sense of humor, I do enjoy playing golf and being with old people and I love watching sports and going for a long walk.I do enjoy telling good jokes and I like dancing and swimming I'm student I live in Sweden but am from Nigeria, I love playing music and drums.Coming from California I thought it would be interesting to live in a very democratic Scandinavian county.Even though I was aware of this I never deciphered the extremes in which the Swedes went to sustain this state of equality.
It is also what I became accustomed to hearing about before my travels abroad–that Sweden is a country full of alluring, tall, blond-haired, blue-eyed models (basically).
In a country full of so many stunning people why is it so hard to find love? This is where the tip for travel comes in–from a woman who has been fully engaged in this society and amongst so many beguiling men.
Going back to the equality aspect of the country, Swedish men feel equal to women in every aspect of life. Or should I say the non-existent dates that women from other countries especially my own, imagine to exist.
So when I moved to Stockholm a couple of years ago, the thought of a whole new dating pool full of statuesque Nordic Gods was… Until, that is, I discovered that dating the Swedish man is a little more complicated than you might expect. , during the high school dance, when those dorky girls sit on the bleachers mournfully tapping their feet to the music until one of them is picked by a random dude? In some ways, it feels like the last bastion of feminism: women have made so many amazing strides over the past few decades, yet we still wait for him to make the move, him to call, him to propose. The first time I tried, it, I was at a bar with some friends about a year ago. Things started to go wrong when I handed him the note and he… Somehow, having shared a hug, it felt wrong to simply disappear into the night, so I… Before things could get any worse, I turned tail and scuttled back to my friends, whereupon I discovered that… I had to sit there for another half an hour, studiously avoiding acknowledging his existence, as he looked at the note, frowned at it in complete confusion and put it back in his jeans pocket.
So, I am well up for taking the lead in romantic matters. I spotted the guy as soon as we arrived: tall, blond (I suppose you could have guessed that); definitely cute. Ahh well, practice makes perfect 😉 Because as terrifying as it is, I like feeling free to start a conversation with someone who has caught my eye rather than feeling trapped by ridiculous and archaic notions of men liking to make the moves. In the last three weeks, I’ve traveled to the US and back, then set off for yet another long weekend in Dresden. Ahh yes, I thought to myself, this will be that whole ‘women make the move thing.’ Here I go then…