I received an opportunity to move to a team within the Bay Area and I jumped for it, not for the hype that the west coast lifestyle has but more for personal and professional development. My move in March was scary and exciting at the same time. It was scary because it was the first time I ever left home and to leave home and move to the other side of the country without knowing a single person can be frightening, and it was.
I remember arriving to San Francisco on Sunday excited but then received news on Monday that a family member had passed away. At that point, it made me reflect on how far away I am from home and realizing that if there is an emergency, whether on my side or my family’s side, it would take 8 hours for either side to get to the others. The panic sunk in and I started feeling alone.
A week has passed and I realized that I should give myself a chance and find someone that would enjoy exploring the Bay Area with me. I decided to try Coffee Meets Bagel. I don’t know what I expected when I first decided to join. I figured, it’s a new city so whatever happens, happens. A week or so has passed and I’ve pretty much lost faith in online dating until I came across a match that kept me interested.
We talked for about 2 weeks through CMB, then via text and I found myself looking forward to his messages and we decided to meet. He wanted to surprise me and told me to meet him at our date location, which was Burritt Room and Tavern. I did not know what to expect out of the date nor the venue as I’ve never been there before.
I remember on the day of the date, I woke up around 10 AM and decided to go out and shop for a new outfit for the date (something that I didn’t do on the previous dates) and I already had my hair and makeup done by 3 PM with my date outfit laid out on my bed. Our date was scheduled for 6 PM…By 5 PM, I started to question whether the date will go well and if I should even go on the date but after some convincing by friends and myself, I decided to give both of us a chance and go.
This date was different from all the other ones. It was in a more intimate setting with live jazz playing in the background but that did not distract us from our conversation that never seemed to end. Surely enough after a couple of minutes, I ended up finding myself talking to my date as if we knew each other for a while. After a couple of hours, I thought the date was ending and I must say, I was pretty sad, but then he asked me if I wanted to continue the date. He did not tell me where we were going, only that I might like the place.
Where did I end up? At Cityscape. Through the two weeks of conversation, I mentioned to my date, just once, that I really enjoyed the view from Twin Peaks because it gives me the city at large. I was rather surprised that he even remembered, and here is where I would go into the stereotypes, but I just assume most guys do not remember the little details. Well, he’s not most guys, he’s Frank and frankly, I fell for him.
Fast forward to 4 months later, here I am writing this blog welcoming all of you to follow our journey at Gateway to Wanderlust.