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Richard and Judy

Still waiting

I keep receiving emails asking me why I haven’t updated my blog in over a month. People ask if I have given up my search? Have I gone and got a girlfriend, or a job?

The answer is no. It was always possible that my search could be a long one. It was never likely that my soulmate would contact me straight away. For the past 6 weeks I have met four different girls that emailed me. Each girl was charming, but unfortunately not her.

I’ll try to update my blog more often, but unless something genuinely exciting happens I don’t really see much point. Just remember that I won’t give up. I’m going to find her. I promise.

Oh, and my debt stands at just under £5,000.

A quick note

I’ve been following old leads around the country for the past few weeks with very little luck. My total bank balance (including credit card debt) is now at -£4,332. Wonderful.

Also, if you think you know the girl and and she lives in Mexico then please hold off emailing me for a couple of weeks. Thanks.

Jake and Ryan

I waited for two hours for the girl and she didn’t turn up. Want to know why? Here’s an email from ‘Caroline’:

Ha ha, i cant believe yyou actually went to amsterdam. you really are a loser. get a life you muppet.

love jake and ryan

xxx

So, yeah. The girl I went to meet turned out to be a couple of guys from England winding me up.

I’m broke.

Holland

In a bit of a rush as I have to catch my ferry in about 50 minutes, but I’m going to meet a girl who emailed me from Amsterdam. Again, fingers crossed.

Spain

It’s 2:20AM and I returned home about an hour ago after possibly the worst week of my life. Last Thursday I received a promising email from a girl in Vitoria-Gasteiz, Spain. Impulsively, I booked a ticket on a ‘minicruise‘ to Bilbao, which is about thirty minutes away from Vitoria-Gasteiz. Don’t let the word ‘minicruise‘ fool you; it wasn’t glamorous. This was the cheapest way to get to Spain, costing just £68. After two long, uncomfortable, seasick, cabaret-filled nights, I arrived in Bilbao and I got a taxi to Vitoria-Gasteiz to meet the girl. It wasn’t her. After an awkward coffee, I got my taxi back to the port. However, the ferry wasn’t there. It turns out I had forgotten to set my watch to Spanish time and I had managed to miss my return journey by about 40 minutes.

My improvised journey back to England has been an unusual one. No, actually, scrap that; a painfully horrible one. I’m going to bed.

IOW

Okay, so things didn’t go quite to plan in America. I’m now back home on the Isle of Wight. Unfortunately, I have returned alone and about £3,500 down. I don’t even have a tan. In the short time that I’ve been searching, I’ve already learnt not to get my hopes up about finding her this early. My search epitomises the phrase ‘needle in a haystack’ and I won’t give up.

IL

My search has taken me to Chicago, Illinois where it is so, so cold. Apologies for the short blog entry, but I’m going to bed. 32 hours on a train has almost killed me.

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TX

I’m about to get my coach to Texas. I’ll be there in about 60 hours. Fun.

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NY

I have arrived safely in America. I feel a bit like Macaulay Culkin in Home Alone 2; except Macaulay Culkin managed to fend off the criminals in New York and I almost certainly won’t.

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