2 years back, I went to Thailand with my friends for some relaxed fun and an Arctic Monkeys concert. One day, the three of us friends decided to split ways, one friend went to play in the nearby Arcade, another went to hangout with a guy she was seeing that day, and I joined a Pub crawl. All night, I was rejecting hookup/hangout proposals left and right telling them that I had a boyfriend (I actually did, he was just not with me in Thailand). A pretty girl in the club we were crawling danced with me, then called me cute, I thought it was a cute/platonic compliment. I complimented her as a response, and she kept complimenting back with semi-broken English with a hint of Filipino in her accent. Then all of a sudden, I felt like asking her if I could kiss her. My partner back in my home country was aligned, that I really wanted to have fun with a girl abroad - so that was covered.

She looked at me in disbelief and reached up to kiss me. I was taller than her, she was this little cutie. I remember grabbing the back of her hair, and boy did it feel great to grab a fistful of long hair vs. short men hair I was used to. Speaking of men, the men around me were in SHOCK that I rejected them a few mins ago, and kissed a girl just a few mins after. Lol.

I lost her 5 mins after in the pub crawl. I wish I knew her name. A year later, I found her image on the pub crawl’s IG post though, that was greatly reassuring that the entire thing was not a figment of my imaginations.

I really wish I found her, not just any girl, but her to hangout with, take out to places, and have crazy fun dancing in the club together again.

This time though, I (26F) am going to Thailand with my husband (33M) for the first time. I fantasise having fun with a girl again, and maybe sharing the fun I have with my handsome husband with her too.