I’d like to share a dating story from Lima and ask for your interpretation. I’m not sure if there’s much to interpret, but I’d like to understand whether this is a typical experience in Lima—or in Peru in general. For context, I’m from a European country that is still quite conservative, yet also embracing a more modern spirit—which might be relevant here. We met through an app. Since I had limited time in Lima, I was very direct and proactive; I suggested a date and had a plan for it. My initiative was noticed immediately and praised several times afterward. The first date ended at my accommodation—and let’s just say we weren’t exactly sitting around drinking tea, if you catch my drift. The next day, we met again—another pleasant date. She showed a great deal of interest in me—my country, my language, my music—while also being very naturally affectionate. It didn’t feel forced at all; we had a great flow and got along really well. She had been considering a move to Europe, and since she liked my country, she saw it as a potential place to live. Things started to get more serious because she felt a genuine connection with me, which encouraged her to give this a real chance. It’s a bit of a balancing act, but sometimes you just feel like you’ve met someone with whom you could actually *do* this—even if it’s only for a temporary period. However, after the second date, a list of expectations emerged—beyond just the emotional side, it also included the expectation that I would act as a "provider" and spoil her. She came from a family with a traditional structure and made it clear that the man should cover the major expenses, such as housing. That really chilled me. When I asked how costs might be shared in the future, she said it was too early for such conversations—yet discussing housing arrangements was apparently fair game! :) I gave it two more dates, but she never once showed any inclination to reach for her wallet. We spent time at my place, where I took care of everything—meals, grocery shopping for breakfast, and so on. She would always offer to help—making the bed, folding my clothes, or adjusting my attire—which may well have been her "language of care." Perhaps due to my own European cultural background, I found myself pulling away; it felt as though I were "buying" her, with her providing warmth and care in return. The only gestures she made during that time were buying a drink at the store or surprising me with my favorite sweets from Peru. I parted ways with her, respecting her perspective. I do have some regrets—she was a truly intelligent woman, and despite her expectations, I wouldn't call her "spoiled" or anything of the sort; we genuinely enjoyed each other's company. She appreciated my life path and the way I’d broken free from certain patterns within my own family. She also had her own ambitions and plans. She spoke about us forming a "team," though I never learned the specific ground rules for that. It was clear that she came from a very wealthy family; she claimed to run her own business, yet while she was living in Europe, her family helped her manage it (I run a business myself, and there isn’t a single day—even on vacation—when I’m not thinking about it; certainly, no one else could step in and handle it for me). That made her attitude all the more surprising to me. The irony is that I could easily afford to meet her expectations—regarding a house, for instance—but I feared that if I brought her to my home country, the entire burden would fall on me. I decided that I would rather be with a woman who appreciates who I am and is willing to build something together, even if our contributions aren't equal—I’m certainly not a stickler for a 50/50 split, but in my culture, it’s definitely a red flag if a woman doesn’t show even the slightest financial initiative over the course of four dates. Ultimately, I decided that I want to be with someone who values ​​me as a person, respects my background, and cherishes how she feels when she’s with me. Only once something has been built and trust has been established would I be happy to share what I’ve worked so hard to achieve. Is this a fairly typical story when it comes to Peru?