Yes, you read that correctly.
$34.99 for a six month subscription that will auto-renew and charge my iTunes account after these first six months are up.
But I better not get to that point. The hope is that I’ll have a boyfriend within the next six months and I can delete Tinder altogether (a girl can dream, right?).
When Tinder gave the option of paid subscriptions to their users, not gonna lie, I thought it was pathetic. Why would anyone need to pay for a Tinder account when it’s free and basically does all the same things? And then I changed my mind and like most of the decisions I make in my life, I said “F*ck it” and here I am now, swiping for men in Croatia from a cafe in Serbia.
Traveling the world for a year means that I’m in a new location every few days or weeks. In the past 8 months, I’ve lived in 8 countries and have traveled to countless cities in between. With that kind of quick turnaround, it’s tough to match with someone, start a convo, decide on when to go on a date, and then actually make it happen before you move on to the next place. And now that I have the option of pre-swiping before getting to a new location, I’m wondering why I didn’t get this sooner. The other beauty about Tinder Plus is that you can hide your distance, so the guy on the other side of the app can’t tell how real the thirst is when you’re messaging from 900 miles away.
I was in Copenhagen last week and was able to start swiping from Belgrade, seeing how many beautiful blonde-haired blue-eyed men there were, all waiting to take me out on a date (lol). I chatted with a few guys and then once I got to Copenhagen, I was hoping to meet them IRL instead of just having a text convo with them.
Upon arrival in CPH, I felt like I was biking around in a Utopia world. I’ve never seen more attractive people in my life, men and women alike. Despite my best attempts to meet a Danish viking man, my minimal makeup and athletic clothes didn’t score me any dates there.
I returned to Serbia as single as I left, but now I’m sitting at a coffee shop and there’s a man who has winked at me no less than 10 times in the past 20 minutes. I haven’t had any luck with Serbian men, and this creepy man isn’t helping, so I’ll just be over here working on getting a date for Sunday afternoon in Croatia.