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Valentine’s Day is almost here. It’s that time of year for couples everywhere to celebrate their love. So write a mushy note, buy a thoughtful gift, and pick from one of these funky date night ideas:

1. Restaurant Crawl

Mix things up with a restaurant crawl. Plan a different restaurant for each part of your meal: appetizers, dinner, dessert, and drinks.

2. Adventure Course

Create a bonding experience by completing a high ropes or zip line course at your local adventure spot.

3. Bookstore and Coffee

Looking for some down time? Snuggle up to your loved one with a Cup of Joe and a good book.

4. Try Something New

Try something new together like rock climbing, going to a shooting range, or taking a cycling class.

5. Plan a Project

Are you the super productive type? Spend time together planning a project for the future. Then, go out and gather some of the things you will need to get started.

6. Go for a Drive

Plan a visit to a nearby destination. Make a playlist with meaningful songs to enjoy on the way.

7. Recreate Your First Date

Get sentimental by recreating your first date. Where did you go? What did you do? Have fun reliving your first rendezvous.

8. New Restaurant

Pick a new restaurant that neither of you have eaten at before. If you are brave enough to face the crowds on Valentine’s Day, be sure to make reservations in advance.

9. Night In

Pick a meal to cook together, and stay in for the night. Pinterest is full of cooking ideas, if you need some inspiration. Enjoy eating at your leisure, and while you’re at it rent a movie or two.

10. Bar and Paint Studio

Enjoy sipping a glass of wine, while creating a masterpiece with your sweetie. Sign up for a class at a bar and paint studio.

11. Karaoke Bar

If you have a good singing voice, then you may enjoy this one more than the rest of us. For everyone else, get ready to have some fun embarrassing yourself as you sing your best rendition of Baby Got Back.

12. Pool Hall

Get competitive as you shoot a few games of pool with your honey.

13. Binge Watch Your Favorite Movie Series

Plan a different snack and drink for each movie, as you indulge in binge watching your favorite movie series.

14. Couples Massage

Soothing music, check. Masseuse, check. One hour of total relaxation with your sweetie, check.

15. Bowling

Practice your baby split as you master a game of bowling. Don’t know what a baby split is? Get your bowling on and find out.

16. Scavenger Hunt

Create a scavenger hunt visiting sentimental places like where you and your partner first met, where you got married, your favorite old hangout, or anywhere that you’d like to remember from your past.

17. Dance Lesson

Salsa. Ballroom. Hip hop. Swing. Take a dance lesson, and have some fun showing off your killer dance moves.

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