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In California I was accustomed to guys approaching me, or guy friends showing interest from time to time.
I always felt if I didn’t have one dating option, I’d have one on the horizon relatively soon.
You may have heard the rumor that Taipei is full of pretty young girls, and it’s true.
They are skinny with long, straight hair and nice skin, talented with makeup and stylishly dressed in their knock-off designer clothes, and they are everywhere.
I suppose I should feel thankful that I would at least get approached once every few months, sometimes by a married guy, sometimes by some category of drunken sleazebag at the club.
Guys and girls will hang out in groups of platonic friends all through school and beyond.
Often, when they reach 30-ish, they will marry their high school or college sweetheart, start dating a good friend they have known for several years, or are introduced to someone for the purpose of being “married off.” And because of tradition and financial reasons, most young people live with their parents until they get married.
Physically I blended in in Taiwan, but mentally I was a foreigner.
I knew that if I wanted dating options and a much bigger possibility of finding a good match for me, I’d have to go back to America.