Last Friday was our second hostel “event” planned and hosted by Mia and Robyn – the “Portable Party” girls. (So named because anywhere they go becomes a party.)
Speed Dating? It could have been a disaster. But our two “party animalettes” really know how to create a festive, relaxed, fun-filled atmosphere.
Speed Dating works some thing like this: A long table with girls on one side; boys on the other. The couple facing each other gets 2 minutes, or so, to strike up a conversation to see if you are compatible and a possible “match”.
Now young male backpackers are not noted for being very articulate and most of them have only one thing on their minds. (And it is usually not politics, religion or the weather.)
After two minutes, Mia blew a whistle and it was musical chairs as the men (boys) moved on to the next female. This continues until every couple had a chance to chat for 2 minutes.
Sad to say that this was a “pretend dating” event. No dates or connections were achieved (as far as we know.)
The ladies were asked to choose their “favorites”. The clear winner was a hirsute Australian named Kane who won, not because of his irrepressible wit or man-of-the-world savoir faire but mostly because he’s a nice guy and a real gentleman.
His win came as a bit of a surprise. Did I mention he is Australian?

Kane – the winner









