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pre-spouse vacation flings
i was poking around on the travel board and one of their post titles (combined with all the irish love connections that happened on my last trip) got me thinking about vacation flings.
have you ever gone on vacation, met someone, and had a vacation fling?
did it evolve into anything lasting or was it a vaca only relationship?
did you do the deed?
come on, dish the details!
Re: pre-spouse vacation flings
I went to Daytona Beach, FL with 3 girlfriends for spring break my junior year of college. We met a group of Canadian guys in our hotel and hung out with them for most of the week. One guy and I hung out quite a bit, but no, nothing juicy happened
One of the other girls however did end up meeting a guy and going back to his hotel room with him. It was definitely a fun week!
hmm not exactly a "fling" but I had a strong flirtation with a Greek personal trainer when I went to Greece after college graduation.
I was traveling alone (although met up with my sister and BIL a week later) and on my first night in Athens, I was wandering around and stopped at a cafe/bar for a drink and this guy came up to me. He didn't speak English very well and was a bit older, but very charming and persuasive. We had a drink or two and then he convinced me to go walking with him - so we walked around the base of the Acropolis in the moonlight. At some point he insisted on giving me a massage (yeah, I know . . . ) and so he did - just standing there with tourists and everyone passing us by like it was nothing. I don't really recall anything more than that happening (I was jet-lagged and a little tipsy, so my memory is fuzzy). But I never saw him again after that!
. . . then the next day (or day after?) I met an American guy while exploring some ruins not far from my hotel. He was nice, cute and we chatted for a bit and walked around the area. At some point he kissed me. I remember thinking it was awful and his breath stunk and he tasted like he hadn't brushed his teeth in weeks! I made up some excuse as to why I had to leave so suddenly and then I never saw him again. I felt a little bad because before the kiss, I had rather liked him and we had been talking of meeting up the next day . . . but that kiss ruined it for me. I had to get back to my hotel and disinfect my mouth ASAP!!
All other trips I've taken, I've been with people/a group so I am usually better behaved. I guess I just can't trust myself when I'm alone!
unfortunately, i haven't been on many vacations in my life. we were broke growing up and my mom wasn't exactly the "hop in the car and explore" type.
that said, when i was 17, i went to california to visit my mom with a girlfriend of mine. we went to six flags and when standing in line for a coaster, i locked eyes with a guy who was about to get on (i was WAY back in the line). he got on, rode and that was that. it took me about 30+ minutes before it was my turn. after the ride, i found him waiting at the exit to the ride. we ended up talking (he was like 21 at the time i think!) and exchanging information. he lived in Ohio and i lived in MN. i didn't see him the rest of the time i was on vacation but...
believe it or not, it turned into a 18+ month relationship and we even talked about getting married! (oh the things that seem like a good idea when you're 18ish.) i flew out and met his family, he drove up to MN with a friend and stayed at my parents house for the weekend (and my parents never knew because they had gone to our cabin for the weekend). we actually saw each other about every 6-8 weeks.
completely crazy. he's married now with a couple kids and his wife doesn't want him in contact with me because she's jealous or something? i guess i was his "first love" and i think we all know how you sort of always hold a candle for your first love. bizarro world.
This!
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Seriously? Strength and I are the only ones with stories?? And tame ones too?!
I am disappointed in you ladies . . . I thought we were a juicier bunch!
I thought I was the sh!t when I was younger, so I'm sure my perception of my "fling" is a bit off.
When we took our family vaca to Hawaii (I was 16 at the time), I met a local and hung out with him all week. We made out on the beach, but that's it. I'm sure my parents knew about the whole thing and just thought I was ridiculous.
i concur. either everyone being coy or you are the stereotypical good midwestern girls!
i have my share of of scandalous stories but they are more locally based than vacation based. : )
I just remembered a GREAT one!!
I was DH's vacation fling!
He was in the states for a wedding (where we met). He and I were seated next to each other at dinner and began chatting, drinking, and dancing . . . and then at the end of the night I invited him back to my hotel room (gasp!) and he said yes! We ended up just talking and cuddling all night - and then getting together the next night too - sitting in my car listening to music until the early hours of the morning. At dawn on the last day, as he was leaving my room, I asked him for his address so I could write him. He gave it to me - and I still have the hotel note-pad he wrote it on!
Much later, once we had solidified our relationship, he told me that he only went up to my room with me on that first night because he figured "What the heck, I'm in America - I should have a fling!"
Funny thing is, that is how ALL of my UK/US friends got together. There are four couples. The first met at a bar in the UK when my friend was visiting another friend - DH and I met at their wedding. Then at OUR wedding, two of my friends had flings with two of DH friends (well, actually there were quite a few flings that flung that night
- but only two lasted), and those two couples have since married too! Vacation/wedding flings are pretty awesome in my opinion!
Ditto! I had to scan my memory and so many good stories were kicked out of contention because they were "local."
i love this story... and i will say, i'm totally a sucker for a guy with an accent.
So am I - - I guess we married the right guys then!
(and for those that are wondering, Strength was at my wedding
. . . . and it was before she met her DH
)
I went to Vegas when I was 21. I was there by myself for the most part, went with my mom who was attending a conference there. I was at the pool and met a great guy: smart, gentleman, tall, tan, ambitious, amazing body, east coast accent, smelled good, well dressed - I'd swoon. We'd party together in Vegas and make-out (in hindsight, it's wacky that I'd go off on my own with a stranger - yikes!) but I stopped things before it went too far physically.
We emailed afterward but he did not want to try the long distance thing. I was a little sad but it was for the better. He ultimately moved to Vegas, he was there when I met him to check out the scene for employment. This post just inspired me to google him, apparently he manages a very popular night club there. Crazy. I just saw some pics online when I googled, he still looks good but he's working the club manager's image with designer suits and flashy watches (not my speed, taste or style these days). Glad to see him doing what he set out to do though.
It was a few days of fun at 21 that makes for a saucy memory to carry with me, of a time of wild youth. Youth, it was fun but I am glad that those days are just a memory.
The summer after I graduated from college (1998, I'm old!), I went to visit a friend, who had taken a job at Notre Dame. South Bend is NOT a glamorous vacation destination, but I didn't have much money and it was within driving distance so I didn't have to buy a plane ticket and I had a free place to stay.
Anyway, I met a guy who was an intern in my friend's office (same age as me) and he ended up spending the whole weekend hanging out with us. There was some making out, but no actual "hooking up". We exchanged some emails after that weekend, and I saw him again on another trip to visit my friend, but that was it. Neither of us were expecting anything.
Pretty tame, I know.
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DH and I started dating when we were 18/17 (freshman in college) so nothing "juicy" or fling-ish after that.
Prior to that I went on a few choir trips and ended up holding hands (ooooh!) with a friend in choir but that was the extent of that. I saw him holding hands with someone else a few days later so I guess whatever we had (which was barely more than nothing) was "over."
The only really "scandalous" thing I ever did was to chat with a guy online who went to Iowa State also. We ended up meeting in front of the big fountain on campus (in a busy area between classes getting out so I knew lots of people would be around.) Turned out to be a TOTAL dud. Smell ya later kid! I don't even remember his name...
Then I met DH and well....we all know how that turned out. :-)
Exactly this... I was a bit promiscuous in my first 2 years out of high school...
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I went on vacation to visit a friend who I had a huge crush on(I will call him HC). We were really good friends, but it was mostly based on sexual tension. I figured we would get drunk and ?accidently hook-up? when nobody who know ?us? was around to give us crap about it. The first night he tried so hard to show me with how hard-core awesome the trip was going to be that he ended up downing 7 shots before I could have a couple normal drinks and passed out right away. It was the only time the whole trip we were ?alone?.
That night we were joined by some of our friends. One of my friends said she would like to have a vacation fling with HC. I told her to go for?it was an odd game we played with each other (HC and I?always pretending we didn?t give a damn). I ended up spending most of the trip getting to know HC?s roommate a little better. We went to second and a half base (I always kept my goodies to myself if I didn?t really like a guy) and we slept in the same room most nights. It was nice, but I wasn?t in it for a long time relationship?.and I still had this ?flittering but don?t want you? thing going on with HC. At one point HC?s roommate ended up crying and we had to have a heart to heart about why I wasn?t paying enough attention to him, an odd thing to do with someone you don?t know very well. He liked to dump all his feelings and emotions, and I am actually the kind of person who likes to hear about the intimate details of people?s lives so I felt special most of the trip.
We continued to talk on the phone after the trip?at one point he was talking about a guy friend of his and he just randomly tosses in that this guy was the first person he had a homosexual experience with?..STOP the music?..what did he just say. Yep, he says, I am bi-sexual. He asks me not to tell HC about this, and actually, I don?t. A year or so later HC calls me up to ask if I know his roommate is gay. I guess I was the last female he was ?intimate? with before going just gay. Great.
HC liked to gloat about that, but for several years I was really glad I hooked up with his roommate instead of him. Since our friendship was built off sexual tension most of the entertaining parts would be gone if we actually did something sexual and neither of us could have stood each other for more than a month had we dated. I got another 3 years of a great friendship before I got engaged and that kind of friendship was no longer acceptable.