I’m standing on a seven-metre tall tower in Sydney’s inner west. In front of me, my date inches slowly towards the end of the ledge, like a remorseful pirate walking the plank. Hot pricks of panic pierce the back of my neck as I watch him make the leap towards the grassy pitch below. I’m up next.
No, this isn’t a star-crossed lovers’ pact gone sour, but my attempt to shake up my dating life.
Like most Sydney-based singles, I have found myself caught in the romantic rotation of drinks, dinner, drinks – then silence. So in a bid to break free of my routine rut, I’ve decided to take my love-life to new heights, with a first date at the Sydney Trapeze School, in St Peters.
To secure my…
