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The second eye opening event that happened to me while in Paris was witnessing all types of black women–the doe eyed schoolgirls, ones with children, those of a certain age, fashion divas, the ‘not so great looking’ etc. As a forever singleton, I make mental note of the black women that I pass that are with a significant others on any street.The number of black women paired up with various men was staggering.In a new series of articles, black women living outside of Europe share their views from the other side.In our third article, Betty Byte (not her real name) spells out why she is determined to live in Europe.), went to Meet Ups, worked out like a demon, upgraded my appearance, signed up for speed dating parties, met with expensive dating coaches and memorized all current dating books.
I was still loyal (damning trait with most black women) so I paid little attention to the guys who were trying to wrestle me away from my ex there.
Ahem and my ‘crew’ of 7 women friends had shrunk due to matrimony and moving away to 2 gals who were ‘in it’ with dudes so no calls from any of them.
There comes a time in a single ladies’ life when you come to the Zen realization that you are very solo and trapped a negative dating space – even if that place is grand ol’ New York City.
So right after my boss went back to her office chuckling, I went to my desk and started looking for flights. I informed my now surprised boss, that I’d be taking a two week vacation in the coming month.
I’m very embarrassed to say that I didn’t know anything about flights to Europe, airports, airplane security measures etc. I decided to Paris to visit an old boyfriend then London to hang out with an English buddy who had gone back to grad school in England. I got lost every single day (even with Google maps!