Amore in Italy: How long should the chase last?

Love in Italy

 

The age old human tradition of man chasing woman is rooted in the caveman period.  Nowadays in Ireland and other modern societies it is quite common and acceptable for the girl to do just as much of the shovel work as the former pursuer might.  How much pursuing is too much and when do you say “enough” [screw this] and move on to another?

As I live in Italy, weeks and even months of pursuing is normal if a little outdated.  A girl may indicate interest in the usual conscious and unconscious ways such as flirty comments or huge eyes watching your every move.  Then if the man wants to continue this charade he must pursue and he must be prepared for a mammoth struggle.

A decision to couple up is not taken lightly in this repressed, socially peculiar country, so the female especially will take great joy in the elongating of the pre-courtship period, one which may prove endless.

Once you’ve exchanged numbers and then later messages, you’ll expect to meet up.  If nothing transpires in the first meeting it may not mean that all hope of a hook up is doomed, it merely means that she enjoys time being spent on her (what girl doesn’t).  She may keep you abreast of her intentions by calling and/or messaging you the next day to meet again.

Amore-italia-John P Brady
Ti voglio tanto bene sai

On the next meeting again nothing may happen and man’s worst enemy, frustration, will lift its sordid head.  The fine line now appears: if another meeting passes without some progression then the guy may look elsewhere, or he may patiently await one final meeting.

This charade is seldom played out in the modern world of open minded, socially adroit people for long.  The man must be given the right obvious signals and when I say obvious I mean blatant.  The girl must then receive the right advances, consistent and courteous.

If you meet someone that revels in the chase and gives no sign of progression then why not procure an ice cream and drive their nose into it forcibly, as you will have just wasted some valuable days of your finite life.  Forget it, move on, and pursue a modern thinking, socially open, worthy object of your desires.

John P Brady writes fiction, articles and a blog about life in Italy, where he has chosen to make his home.  His first book, a collection, entitled Back to the Gaff has been recently published by Roadside Fiction.  It concerns the wild happenings in Dublin by night and documents the attitudes of the youth in modern Irish society.  Keep up to date with his writing by subscribing:


 

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John P. Brady is an Irish writer, Financial Trader and occasional journalist.  He divides his time between Ireland and Italy.  His interests include travel writing, social comment and eccentric debauchery. His first book, Back to the Gaff, described as "Trainspotting meets Dubliners" is available. Buy the ebook

6 thoughts on “Amore in Italy: How long should the chase last?

  • September 11, 2013 at 16:34
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    I love this! WOW – is that really how it works for men in Sicily? I was witnessing from the other side of the coin last month and as a reasonably attractive 44 year old I found my suitor to be like the proverbial “rat up a drainpipe” in his approach to courtship. I love your writing and find it hard to believe that any lady isn’t won over by your witticism! xxxx

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    • September 11, 2013 at 21:00
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      “rat up a drainpipe”

      Ha ha very good, Marje! I know just the type. It’s not all bad news but lots of the time it’s like I stated (somewhat sarcastically).

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  • September 11, 2013 at 17:11
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    Not going well at the moment, then? Sounds like beers are in order. Just been talking about you with Marco-hope your ears were burning! PS I’ve just translocated and we’re now practically neighbours. There will probably be a housewarming party. Will keep you posted and will try to invite only modern, forward-thinking single girls for you. 😉

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    • September 11, 2013 at 20:54
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      You forgot to mention socially adroit!! Actually this was written a few months ago…those were different times indeed!

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  • September 12, 2013 at 18:00
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    Any woman will tell you that there is NO WAY that good ice cream should be wasted in this fashion! It’s like suggesting that chocolate should be shoved up the offending nose, a waste that is tantamount to a crime and is certainly a sin.

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    • September 13, 2013 at 20:19
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      Indeed I forgot women’s special relationship with gelato, and all sweet things. Have you any alternative solutions?

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