set up

while driving to my father's from the airport, he explained that he's talked to a friend of his whose son was looking to meet someone and asked if i wanted to meet him. why not, said i, as i am, after all, on the lookout for a new man. it seemed a bit silly, though, what with me living 800 km away, but what the hell.

the very next day, we had to go and meet him. he's the son of the local wine producer, so we went up to the chateau to get wine. the son was there, waiting for us. it was quite surreal, but he as nice and yeah, i could go for that kind of guy. but again, he lives nowhere near me, and while it turns out he does come to Geneva once in a while, it still seems like an extremely long shot...