The misery called dating in Amsterdam
Oh, Amsterdam, how I love you. I find it such a nice idea that every time I come back from vacation or a weekend away I think: yes, I'm home again. I grew up in a village near Amsterdam, so I'm not exactly a 100% Amsterdammer, but that's how I feel. And I live in the Pijp, which often feels like a village in itself, so I’m glad I find that village vibe here. But no matter how many advantages Amsterdam has, dating is hell. Especially for women, right. And then the women who are looking for an Amsterdam man. According to a study by Het Parool, there are.
192 women in Amsterdam for every 100 men . Yes, you read that right: that ratio is a bit skewed. Now, that doesn't mean that all 192 women want to dive into those 100 men, and it also doesn't mean that those 100 men are eager to choose from those women. I believe Het Parool has conveniently assumed that out of those numbers, 100% are heterosexual, but that's obviously not the case.. Metro even published an article with the headline ‘.
Amsterdam has too many women‘’. I don't completely agree with that, because why ‘too many women’? I hope that as a woman, I can really decide for myself where I want to live, regardless of the number of men that stands opposite. But the fact remains that when you look at the numbers, men seem to have it a bit easier to choose than women.’And I find dating.
hell in itself. But maybe it’s just that dating in Amsterdam is simply completely terrible. It seems that some heterosexual men get a bit too high on their horse from that surplus of women. A case of ‘the grass is always greener on the other side’. And so they quickly switch from woman to woman, because there’s always something better around. It doesn’t make dating any more fun. It’s funny that those men often do manage to find your phone number around three o'clock in the morning. Classy. Well, the solution? I absolutely will not leave my city just because there’s a surplus of women, no matter how much Metro wants that. I think I just have to accept that dating in a city is simply quite difficult. Because if you cross out the men who only want your attention at night, the men who are second-hand from your friends, the men who are taken, the men who cheat... How many do you have left? Well, I don’t think that’s many.
But as Johan Cruyff beautifully said: every disadvantage has its advantage. Because of that surplus of women, I have a lot of nice girlfriends around me with whom I can complain about all these kinds of things on the terrace with a bottle of wine or two. Complaining about failed dates, complaining about the absence of the prince on the white horse, but toasting to the always fun Amsterdam. Then no dates.
woman looking at man during a date with a glass of wine.
