I don’t know about romantic but this story is definetely a cautionary tale about meeting people from The Internet. Back in the time of LiveJournal I let some fool convince me that he would NEVER cheat on his girlfriend and that I should come visit him in the Big Apple. Naturally, I took time off work, bought train tickets to New York from middle of nowhere Pa., and went on up. Between the train tickets, the CHIPOTLE he had me buy him, and the Plan B I had to take the next day the trip cost me a couple hundred bucks. Almost ten years later, the girlfriend that I treated so egregiously is one of my favorite people. I suspect the dude fell into a volcano or so I hope.