It was the last week of September 2008, and I (Pablo) was coming back to Spain after 2 years finalising my Masters in Germany (Bremen) and working there. I was 25 and totally clueless was my life was about. My studies in Natural sciences were not the best fit for a market that was imploding in the big recession and opportunities were really limited. As a last resource option, I decided to try a Master in Management, and luckily, I got accepted in a program in Madrid.
I moved back with my best friend ( who happened to be my ex-girlfriend, but that story shall be told separately) and for a few days it was all about getting to know the city, the vibe,… all was full of excitement and new options!
Parallel, few days before that, Primoz arrived in Madrid to complete his Masters in Law as an Erasmus student. For him, coming from such small country as Slovenia, Madrid was just noise, chaos, dirtiness… and fun, crazy fun!
On that year, for the gay community gayromeo.com was the total hit. Everybody was using it, and I came across with Primoz profile one afternoon. I was absolutely not looking for a relationship, at all. But anyway I decided to write him and ask him out. The thing was, he accepted.
After a couple of days flirting online, a mysterious guy accepted to go for a date. That was on the 12th of October 2008, and while we were supposed to meet at 17:30, he kept me waiting for over 3 hours. I still have today no clue why I decided to wait, but that changed everything. At the end, it turned out he was caught in a traffic jam, but finally he made it.
We went for a drink, and there another one. That night already, I decided to invite him to come with my friends for dinner, we were having just so much fun, and after we danced altogether the whole night.
At the end of it, I was brave enough to invite him for dinner next day. It was Sunday, everything was closed, and he was supposed to be bringing some wine. He actually brought cooking wine from a 24/7, the worst wine ever tasted. However it totally made the deal, as after dinner we kissed from the first time, and suddenly, 12 years were gone…
PD: I am a picture maniac, and that one is actually from the first week we got to know each other…