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How many travel and expat bloggers out there have wonderfully successful international relationships that they are more than happy to share with the world? As much as I love reading those stories, from my own years spent in Spain I have learned that dating abroad is not all sunshine and fairytales, and it has been idealized online far too often. From her own experiences, our contributor breaks it down for all of those starry-eyed youngsters hoping to fall in love while abroad.
Have you ever dated, had a fling or fallen in love abroad? Tell us about it! How did it end?

It seems like a dream…you move to a mysterious new land, meet a handsome stranger and fall hopelessly, passionately in love. Soon enough, you’re riding on the back of his Vespa through winding roads to watch the sunset from a spot that only locals know about thinking, is this real life??
That’s exactly what happened to me when I studied abroad in Granada, Spain last spring and, BOY, do I wish I had someone warn me that such a romance isn’t all rainbows and butterflies. I wouldn’t trade in my experience for the world, but I want to share some of the darker sides of falling in love abroad that no one talks about.
First, some upsides to international love. I met a fantastic guy, I became fluent in Spanish from constantly conversing with my novio and his friends and family in their language. I learned colloquial terms and sayings I never would have known and got an insiders look into lesser-known spots in the city.
Oh, and I got to fall deeply in love in one of the most romantic cities in the world…I guess that’s pretty cool too.
But, just like any relationship, there are some aspects that are extremely difficult and painful. The difficult parts are often exacerbated in a foreign land as you are introduced to new cultural practices, beliefs and values. A language barrier doesn’t help things. So, I’ve put together a list of things that either hindered my relationship directly or have happened to my friends.
This should serve as a caution to starry-eyed girls who go abroad looking for a fairy tale…like a certain 20 year old I once knew.

1.This isn’t his first time at the rodeo
If you met at a disco/bar where study abroad students tend to flock; Rico Suave came with one thing in mind. Use your head, chica. Each year, thousands of Americans and international students move to these hotspot cities looking for an adventure, and men absolutely take advantage of this. Most women let loose, and rightly so, it’s a time for fun and few obligations. But, unfortunately for many women, this means doing things they normally wouldn’t back home. If a man picks you up in one of these situations, be wary. Oftentimes, the men that frequent these places are just looking for a fling, banking on the fact that a ton of girls are hoping to fall in love. We go in thinking it’s love, a story to tell our grandchildren, while we’re more than likely just going through a revolving door of American girls.
{If he pursues you outside of the nightlife atmosphere, doesn’t try to sleep with you immediately, and especially if he involves you in his life with his family and friends, however, he could very well be an exception}

2. You may not be in love with him
Moving away from home to a foreign land presents a multitude of new experiences that could influence your feelings during this time. When choosing where to move abroad, most women choose charming and romanticized places whether it be Rome, Barcelona, Buenos Aires or New Zealand. With the history, natural beauty and exciting culture, it’s easy to fall in love with the place you’re in and the life you live there. Between the yummy food, flowing drinks and new adventures, your pleasure center is constantly stimulated. Mix in a relationship with all these feelings and emotions and it becomes hard to distinguish how you feel about the person versus how you feel towards life in general at this time. Would you be in love with this guy if you were back in your home town? Would you want him to meet your parents? These are things worth thinking about if you’re interested in more than a fling.

3. You’ll never 100% understand each other
This one pertains solely to relationships where there is a language barrier. You could be as fluent as a non-native can be, but it is nearly impossible to truly understand humor or complicated emotion in a language that is not your mother tongue. Things like dry humor, sarcasm, and goofy jokes are extremely difficult to accurately translate. Combine that with the difficulty of conveying exactly why you’re mad/hurt/upset in a new language, and a lot of important things get lost in translation. This makes for a lot of frustration and, more than likely, many unnecessary fights.
{Upside: with all the passion and excitement surrounding you, makin’ up ain’t haaaalf bad}
4. You’ll miss out on experiences
If you’re only living abroad for a limited amount of time, having a man in your home base can and will distract you in some way. This isn’t some feminist “sister, a man will only hold you back from becoming the woman you should be” speal. It’s a fact. If you’re in love with someone and know your time together is limited by your visa, you will want to spend as much time with him as possible. This means turning down weekend jaunts to Ibiza to stay with him and nixing girls’ nights out of shameless bar-top dancing with your friends for quiet nights with your man. Many people only get the chance to live abroad once, and though you don’t think so in the moment, turning down exciting opportunities could be something you may regret when you look back on your life.

5. There’s an expiration date on your relationship
This has been a theme in each of the previous points. You have a visa, and visas expire. This means one of two things. You have to either accept your romance as nothing more than a fling, or, you have to commit. Commit to making a bi-continental relationship work, commit to a permanent move at some point, or commit to staying together with no plan at all. To know that you’re in love and these things have a way of working out. This is, of course, up to you.
My point is that in order to protect yourself from heartbreak and disappointment, there is a lot to consider before entering into a love affair abroad. My friends like to refer to what I had with my love as “the fairytale,” and, in many ways, it was. When I look back on my time with him in Granada, I remember the most intense feelings I’ve ever experienced in my life; passion, pain, confusion, excitement, desperation and intense disappointment. I think I could have avoided some of the darker bits had someone made me conscious of the facts I’ve listed above. So, I hope that I can help at least one person to make the most of their time abroad. To immerse yourself, to love, and to explore, but to be aware, conscious, and smart.

My two biggest pieces of advice:
Don’t go looking for love, go looking for yourself and if love finds you, then love. You may find the man of your dreams. And if it’s a fling, go for it, girl.
I don’t think anyone ever regretted a tryst with a mysterious stranger.
{Disclaimer: I know people who have successful international relationships, so there are absolutely exceptions to this list}
6 months ago I found this post while researching the positives and negatives of falling for a foreigner. At that point a lovely German man had stumbled into my life. After a few dates I realized just how badly it could end if I fell for him, as he was inevitably going back to Germany. Sure I knew how it would end, I knew it probably wasn’t smart, but I did it anyway. I did it because I wanted to be carefree and young, and figured I shouldn’t miss this opportunity to get to know an amazing guy, just because I was scared of heartbreak. “Why not have a great time enjoying this amazing man’s company while he is here?”, I thought.
Fast forward 6 months and here I am, returning to this post to warn anyone as naive as I was that it is not worth it. I am here heartbroken while my almost lover is back in Germany. The worst part is that I did it to myself, I let myself fall for him. And it was so easy while he was there standing in front of me. I should’ve known better. I should have known he would break my heart and leave me here, sad and lonely. Please don’t be as ignorant as I was 6 months ago when I made my choice. Sometimes there are reasons are hearts are guarded, sometimes they are not meant to be opened.
Hi Alyssa,
If you had read through the comments you would’ve known you weren’t the only person going through it! I’m actually going through the same process, currently mourning the loss of an almost lover.
My mood swing is huge – sometimes I’m perfectly calm, other times I cry as I think of him. But hey, don’t blame yourself for letting him in. Whatever reasons you gave yourself for letting him in, you did have a good time with him, although it didn’t last. I’m not saying you should do it again, just saying, you shouldn’t beat yourself up too much from the inside 🙂
Out of curiosity have you ever considered visiting him in Germany? My almost lover is South African, and it’d be exorbitant for me to visit him, and it doesn’t help the fact that he’ll be super busy with work until end of 2016. I’ve said to myself if I really, really did not move on by then, I’d buy a flight to South Africa (because I want to see him, AND because it’s one of the countries I really wanna visit before I die).
I’m from South Africa and I’m reading your story. I stumbled across this blog because I also met someone when I was in Europe and he’s there and I am here and I just don’t know what to do with myself.
Anyway I just felt like I really wanted to say that you should come to South Africa and see him. We live in the most beautiful country in the world and I just know that, although a long way away, you won’t ever regret it!
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Thank you for writing this post, it makes me feel like I’m not alone.
I met a really nice South African in Penang, Malaysia. He’s completed his English teaching contract in Korea and was travelling around Asia, and I was just having a long weekend so I decided to “backpack” Penang (really silly and random, I know). We happened to live in the same hostel and things escalated quickly.
As I live in Kuala Lumpur, he has since then made three trips to see me. Our times together rarely involves alcohol. I think he was the first guy who ever made me feel very comfortable, inspired me to the extent I quit my job as a lawyer in Kuala Lumpur because it was in fact making me unhappy, and when we’re together I find this inner peace which tells me “I belong here”. I would also add that this is by far the one and only guy who has made me the happiest version of myself (I’ve had dates with lawyers, engineers and pilots locally, and eventually I know they’re just superficial).
But he was bound to go home to South Africa. His third trip to Kuala Lumpur was also his last stop in Asia – he left some 2.5 months ago. But we kept in contact ever since. I genuinely (or maybe naively too) thought he would be interested in something more – because I don’t see why he needs to buy me a teddy bear if it was going to end anyway – only to be flatly rejected of a proper relationship, mainly because we are not going to be able to meet in the next two years due to his next job contract.
I understand, it’s only fair and logical he made this decision. But that did not change how much disappointment and pain arising thereon. We’ve had an unstable month – tried no contact, talking as just friends, minimal contact – everything seems to bite us no matter what. We stopped talking about a week now. I still miss a lot. It’s just really tough on me now.
I left Australia in 2012 for a two year working holiday in London. The week before I arrived, I met a handsome Spaniard in Barcelona and had myself a delightful holiday fling which i assumed would end as soon as I arrived in London. Cue two years of a London-Barcelona long-distance relationship, falling in love, and the slow formulation of future plans.
I returned to Australia two months ago with the plan that I would move over and spend 2015 in Spain, then we would spend 2016 in Australia, then from there we would decide whose country provided us with the best life. I think we both thought that we would “win”.
He had always told me that he would follow me to the ends of the earth, and I blithely assumed that he would stay in Australia with me once we settled there in 2016. Unfortunately, yesterday he revealed that he had been doing a bit of thinking and he didn’t actually think he could ever move to Australia. I had told him multiple times that I would never be able to live in Spain (I would need to begin an entirely new career and that scared me) – so right now I’m faced with the above mentioned point #5, while he is thinking about what he really wants.
No real point to my story other than I’m trawling the internet looking for a magic piece of advice to make this all better. May day.