In Kiev, I met a girl so beautiful, so seductive, with a dash of crazy, that I knew I was in trouble. Her name was Katerina. I was drawn into her game.
I met Katerina on my Lufthansa flight from Frankfurt to Boryspil International Airport. She sat next to me, and just based on her appearance and manner, I figured she was a nice, sweet, innocent girl. In hindsight, making these assumptions about any Slavic girl can get you into some trouble.
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My second week in Kiev I scheduled a date with a cute local girl, named Maria. I met her online, and was talking to her a week before my trip to Kiev. She was going to a bar called Banka near the University, and I was set to meet her, with a couple of her friends for a birthday.
I arrived a bit early with my wingman, Alex, and we grabbed a couple of drinks. Maria came in, sat down with her friends, I told her I’d come over in a bit. I wanted to play it a bit coy, like I didn’t care that she was there. She kept looking over at me, but I ignored, sat and drank my Cuba Libre (Rum and Coke), and talked to Alex.
Half-hour passed by, and Maria went out to go for a smoke. Seeing this as an excellent opportunity to avoid being the dancing monkey for her friends, I scurry outside and begin chatting with her, exchanging hugs.
Continue reading Saturday Night In Kiev: A Tale Of Two Girls
Just a quick update:
My trip to Venezuela fell through due to exogenous reasons. I had to plan another trip, as I didn’t want to spend my vacation in Toronto – I decided on Kiev.
Kiev is a popular spot among Western men, and while there are a lot of opinions out there circulating about it, I wanted to do my own research.
I booked my flight last week, and spent the next few days deciding on where I want to stay. I ended up picking an apartment five minutes away from Independence Square, a logistically strategic point. There are several bars nearby, as well as restaurants and supermarkets. As well, it’s located close to a taxi station that just happened to be located a five-minute walk from where I am staying.
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“Those who would give up essential Liberty, to purchase a little temporary Safety, deserve neither Liberty nor Safety” – Benjamin Franklin.
What’s crazy to me is that we spend three-quarters of our life saving for the last quarter. Roughly one-quarter of our life in school, and two-quarters as droning worker bees working to satisfy the wants of others.
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I can’t stress enough how important creating a social circle is, while abroad on your pursuit to meet, and hopefully sleep with foreign women.
Traveling to a foreign country if it’s your first time, or even if you’re a veteran conquistador can be exciting, and nerve wracking all at the same time.
I’ve met with a lot of people abroad who simply ignore this aspect of ‘game’ as soon as they leave the confines of suburbia. If you’re gaming on your home-turf, creating a social circle(or social hub) is a good weapon in your toolbox, so it shouldn’t be any different abroad.
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My first night in Brasov was an interesting one to say the least, and it’s one that I won’t soon forget.
I arrived in Brasov early in the evening on Thursday, and met my host who owned the apartment I was renting. She was a young, vibrant local named Anna who was; let’s say more ‘free’ than the average person. I don’t want to label her as a hippy, but she was ‘fringe’. Her boyfriend had an interesting name that I can’t spell, so I’ve decided to omit that.
Continue reading My First Night In Brasov: Eurovision, Romanian Artists, Alcohol-consuming dogs
Brasov is located in central Romania, and is perhaps one of the most desirable cities in Romania, as well as one of the last true livable medieval cities in the world. It’s a picturesque city surrounded by mountains and 14th-century Saxon buildings. It’s a popular destination for tourists in Europe during all seasons. During the winter, tourists come to ski on the nearby mountains, and during the summer, Mount Tampa is a big draw. Fairly hidden from Western tourists, however, I decided to take a two-week trip into the heart of Transylvania to see what it had to offer in terms of women, as well as taking in a few sights here and there.
Continue reading Weekend Casanova Report: Romania, Brasov