To the OP, being from Idaho, you might be able to appreciate that DH and I met when we were students together in Rexburg, ID. For those who don't know Rexburg, it's about as small town as small town gets--there are smaller places, but this is an area where a lot of the students have not travelled much further than a few hours from home in their lives.
DH admits that when he first arrived it was fun to see all the attention he got from girls . . . The novelty lasted about a month, I think

He was fond of telling the story of the day he received a phone call from a complete stranger who told him she was looking in the student directory and saw that he is English. "I love English accents," she crooned. "Will you go on a date with me?" Believe it or not, he went on the date, which turned out to be his worst ever (serves him right

).
We joke that one of the reasons he was attracted to me was that I treated him like a normal person and didn't fall at his feet swooning over his accent.