We got married

I’m a Colombian girl living in U.S since 2020. I was stuck in the middle of a pandemic in the United States, because Colombia closed its borders for more than 10 months. During that time I dedicated myself to practicing English and meeting new friends. To expand my social circle and meet more native speakers, I went to Tinder and matched with John Fioravanti. We were not very similar at first glance. An American man who liked craft beer, only danced salsa once (Colombians are born dancing), and was learning Spanish. We were chatting for little less than a week before our first date. I remember we matched on a Tuesday and on Saturday we already had plans to see each other in person. As a good Latina girl, I'm accustomed to the guy I'm going out with picking me up, so I felt confident asking John to pick me up like a real gentleman. He accepted, but what I didn't know was that he was amazed by my request for our first date. I discovered this during our date, when he came to pick me up. His date plan was thrown off from the beginning. We took a wrong turn and ended up taking a 15 minute detour, but it was 15 minutes well spent getting to talk to this new American guy with a strange southern accent. After a couple beers, we broke the ice. The conversation flowed and we both had a mutual attraction for each other. Before heading home for the evening John took my hand and we began to dance in the middle of the street. The handful of people who passed by applauded us and gave us compliments not knowing this was our first date. There I knew that this guy might not be just another Tinder date