Gigolo in Mechelen (Malines)

Small, and right in between

Mechelen sits midway between Antwerp and Brussels, half an hour from each. With eighty thousand inhabitants it is a city on a human scale. You walk across it in twenty minutes and the center is largely car-free.

That location has a practical advantage. Anyone who lives here and would rather not meet in their own city is half an hour from Antwerp or Brussels, where no one knows them.

What we can do together in Mechelen

St. Rumbold’s Tower, with five hundred and thirty-eight steps to the skywalk platform and a view as far as Antwerp and Brussels. The Grote Markt with its terraces. A walk along the Dyle, or a little boat on it. The Vismarkt in the evening. And the Hof van Busleyden when it rains.

Outside the city lie the Mechels Broek and the greenery toward Bonheiden. For an hour’s walk before the evening starts, that is exactly right.

Language

Dutch. English or German work too if you prefer.

Who I come here for

For women who are married and have long missed what home no longer brings up. For women who stayed on the same street after a divorce, including all the looks that come with it.

Widows who feel guilty that something is stirring again, which there is no need for. And women who have never experienced anything and would rather do it at their own pace than under time pressure.

The same goes for couples. What is possible is set out under my services.

Discretion in a small city

Mechelen is small enough that you know people. I take that into account: parking wherever you want, even a good way off, no flowers, no loud greeting on the doorstep, and a story ready in case someone asks who I am.

Would you rather meet well outside Mechelen? That is a sensible choice and half an hour’s drive.

Practical

An hour and a half to two hours from Amsterdam, so the travel costs stay modest. You hear the amount before a date is set and nothing gets added afterward.

I do not do surcharges. Not for the evening, not for the night, not for a public holiday. Booking as a pair costs the same as alone.

Doubts I often hear

“Half the city will know soon.” That is exactly why I do it the way I do, and why meeting in Antwerp or Brussels feels better to a lot of women.

“Am I not too old for this?” No. The ages run from the early twenties to well into the seventies.

“What if there is no click?” Then we usually notice that in the messages beforehand, and we simply do not plan anything.

How a first booking goes

First a few messages back and forth. I ask something, you ask something, and somewhere in that conversation you know whether this is for you. Prefer to call? Then we call. Prefer a cup of coffee on neutral ground first, with nothing having to come of it? That is fine too.

On the day itself we take our time. For most women the start lasts much longer than they expected, and that is not wasted time. Everything that comes after goes more easily for it.

After that it stays quiet from my side. No “how was it” the next morning, no message months later.

Changing your mind is allowed

Halfway through too. Even when everything was set and you cleared an afternoon for it specially. That is not a failure, and it causes me no trouble whatsoever.

A booking often goes differently than you thought beforehand. Sometimes it turns out quieter than planned, sometimes not. I have no stake in which way it goes, except that you look back on it feeling good.

If you are still on the fence

Sending a message binds you to nothing. Some women email me long before anything goes in the calendar, only to find out how it works. From some of them I never hear again, and that is fine.

There is no sales pitch behind it. I do not push and I do not remind anyone of anything. My calendar does not need filling.

How it starts

A message with your town and a rough time frame is enough to begin. A day, rarely longer.