Miss Whis: All sex. All the time.
Seriously, I’m just laying it out there because we know it’s true. We all like sex and we all want to find that special someone with whom we can not only fornicate with but communicate, meditate, you know, all the best ‘ates’. It can be a little harder in Whistler, due to the male skew in the population, but that coincidentally bodes very well for the ladies of the land. With a vast array of male specimens residing in Whistler, you may find that you’re on somewhat of a weed picking expedition to find that golden carrot in a garden of turnips, however armed with the right tools, you’ll be washing off the dirt and being taken to dinner in no time.
Clubs: as much as we hate to admit it, and some traditionalists swear against them, clubs are the ultimate in ice-breaking environments and provide much needed liquid courage when approaching a potential mate. Each club in Whistler has its ‘night’, a concept quite foreign to many city-dwellers, and the possible reason why Whistler has such a party reputation. You can go out any night of the week and find a raging party at at least one of the 5 underground establishments, thus increasing your chance of meeting that someone special. Monday’s is 80s night at Tommy Africa’s; dress up like Debbie Harry and you’re sure to be providing a multitude of conversation starters. Tuesday’s is dub-step/Mat the Alien night at Maxx Fish, Wednesday’s is Buffalo Bills; beware the super young. Thursday’s is Skate Night at Garfinkels; be prepared for long haired lads and an excess of Pabst Blue Ribbon. Friday is busy everywhere, as is Saturday, and Sunday is made for the Glow Party at Moe Joe’s; glow sticks and glow paint included. You have been warned.
The Lake: ample opportunities to join in on people’s Frisbee games, ‘ooh and ahh’ over puppies, share a blanket, or a frosty beverage, offer to carry his or her lawn chair, dare them to jump in the lake, play a game of basketball/beach volleyball/bocce, and eventually ask them what they’re doing later that evening. No excuses not to connect.
Biking: this one’s a little harder as the guys are usually too busy charging down trails to stop and help a poor lass in need, but play your cards right and the one that stops to help is usually the one you’ll want to be hanging out with anyway. This plan weeds out the uber-competitive, self-obsessed gentlemen, as only a selfless man would stop in the middle of a bike session to help a lady with her chain. Strike up a conversation about how much you love biking and getting mud on your face, and you’ll be on your way to a very enjoyable afternoon.
Hiking: a great excuse for a girls day out, regardless of whether you meet any nice chaps. However, seeing as this is the theme of the blog, then I suggest you take some beverages to share with any good-looking, thirsty male hikers, or at the very least, read up on your tree specimens and marvel out loud at the glory of the old growth forests.
Classes: whatever your interest; yoga, cooking, painting, climbing; there’s a class for that. Check out WhistlerIsAwesome.com and the Pique Newsmagazine for upcoming classes in your desired subject matter, and strike up a conversation starting with “do you come here often?” for maximum impact. It’s always good to have coinciding interests, even if your relationship doesn’t go far beyond the bedroom, so be sure not to fake your way through reiki class. Try to have a genuine interest in what you’re pursuing, you may find that a new passion is developed, and it may not be all about the man-hunting anymore!
*Disclaimer: Due to my mother reading and commenting to me about this article, I would like to point out that it is often good to “get to know the lad before jumping into the sack” with him; so you can form similar interests, trust the guy, etc etc.. Like back in the ‘good old days’. I would also like to point out that that was pretty much the point of my article in the first place. Stay safe, people