One small downside to rural living is the deficiency of anyone over 18 but under 30. Theoretically they exist – we even checked the local census! – but finding them and befriending them is another story. We’ve been hoping to find some like-minded couples who are at roughly the same life stage as us, ie. past getting wasted every weekend and living in squalor, but not quite at the three-charming-children-and-a-mortgage phase.
Last night after a trip to get our taxes done, we decided on a whim to check out the new little Italian restaurant on the main street in town and grab some dinner. Shortly after arriving, a hip young couple about our age came in, and were seated a few tables away. We made eye contact, before both looking away. Glances continued to be exchanged throughout the meal, smiles were even exchanged as we passed their table to pay our bill, but alas, we remained too chicken to introduce ourselves.
It’s like dating all over again.