I am back in Northern California after 6 months in Ukraine and a few weeks in Poland. I am white, 5'9", 180 (fat with some muscle) and mid-50's.
I was going through money too fast, unwilling to live within my $1100 independent monthly income --even though it was possible, I was just too sloppy.
Twenties chicks for the most part would not easily go for me, via internet they all think they have a boyfriend in Western Europe, who is of course scamming them for the most part-- visits, fucks them, strings them along. However, I did meet a very smart 6 who had a Spanish guy paying for her to "go to school" in Spain which would get a visa she could leverage into permanently staying. They also have local boyfriends if they are 8+. However, I did go on dates with cheerleader hot, petite chicks from 20-26; which type would run for the hills screaming "uncool! old guy!" if I hit on them here.
Coming back from there, I unexpectedly ended up rooming with some Ivy League chick grads who were about 27. It was really hard for me to believe how bizarre their thinking was after being in Eastern Europe. They were like missionaries for environmental causes, and actually were angry at me because I was largely apolitical. They had a strange absolute certainty they were right about everything. They discussed trafficking of women in Asia. One was huge, maybe 220. She referred to drug-fueled violence she saw in a rural bar as a "male thing"; and she and her roommate referred to guys commonly as "jerks" when the guys did not act as they saw fit.
They showed the complete lack of interest and lack of questions Roosh describes, even though I was a world traveler and had many lifetime experiences they would have benefited from. They seemed like robots to me after Slavic women.
I am going to work another year, which should bring my monthly income up to about $1400/month. This will also be enough in rural Italy ( I know its not enough for Milan) or Poland where I eventually want to settle.
No flag, but my game sucks and I was quite overwhelmed by the huge culture shock and, unexpectedly, the large dietary changes in Ukraine.
Landlord problems were also pretty bad and unexpected. In one apartment the militia showed up because the electric bill hadn't been paid. It turned out they were at the wrong apartment, but having 4 people knock at your door, two of them uniformed, was quite unsettling.
Then when I complained about the microwave being dead, the landlord said it must have been that I turned it on with nothing in it, and wanted me to pay for the microwave that had never worked.
It's not even that they're trying to rip you off, they are just literally incapable of modern, rational thought -- they think in some sort of weird voodoo causality. "I bought a microwave and it worked at one time, now it doesn't so it must be this tenants fault."
Everyone expects bad service and dishonesty, and that has a lot of follow-on effects such as friends not being supportive when you get ripped off etc; simply because it is an everyday fact of life.
Worst of all the microwave was a Ukrainian brand, many products you buy in Ukraine not only break quickly, but they do not even do the task INITIALLY that they are purported to do. The idea that I was responsible was pretty laughable.
In the other apartment I lived in, despite insisting with the agent that I needed an apartment with good hot water there was really none. The landlady tried to get me to buy a new hot water heater.
The saving grace was my loyal Polish-Ukrainian maid, who had a plumber friend who was a Jehovah's Witness. I avoid them in the states, but he was a straight shooter who cleaned out the old hot water heater cheaply.
The landlady cleverly delayed my attempts to test the hot water when initially viewing aparttment, saying they would turn it on when I moved in. NEVER, NEVER believe something like that.
I need a high protein diet but don't eat red meat and it was somewhat hard to do in Ukraine until I found the delicious home-made cottage cheese sold at markets. There is nothing like in Murka.
I don't want to comment on the girls because my official position is that Giant Unsanitary Refrigerator Ukraine is a horrible place.
While I was in a western Ukrainian city, I googled online for some store information and I started to find my posts from here showing up in the first few hits on Google, so I do not want to popularize where I went.
I guess the main point I have is that it can be hard just getting a physically comfortable place to stay where you aren't hassled in some way.
Getting in shape and going a lot harder would be important too.
I was going through money too fast, unwilling to live within my $1100 independent monthly income --even though it was possible, I was just too sloppy.
Twenties chicks for the most part would not easily go for me, via internet they all think they have a boyfriend in Western Europe, who is of course scamming them for the most part-- visits, fucks them, strings them along. However, I did meet a very smart 6 who had a Spanish guy paying for her to "go to school" in Spain which would get a visa she could leverage into permanently staying. They also have local boyfriends if they are 8+. However, I did go on dates with cheerleader hot, petite chicks from 20-26; which type would run for the hills screaming "uncool! old guy!" if I hit on them here.
Coming back from there, I unexpectedly ended up rooming with some Ivy League chick grads who were about 27. It was really hard for me to believe how bizarre their thinking was after being in Eastern Europe. They were like missionaries for environmental causes, and actually were angry at me because I was largely apolitical. They had a strange absolute certainty they were right about everything. They discussed trafficking of women in Asia. One was huge, maybe 220. She referred to drug-fueled violence she saw in a rural bar as a "male thing"; and she and her roommate referred to guys commonly as "jerks" when the guys did not act as they saw fit.
They showed the complete lack of interest and lack of questions Roosh describes, even though I was a world traveler and had many lifetime experiences they would have benefited from. They seemed like robots to me after Slavic women.
I am going to work another year, which should bring my monthly income up to about $1400/month. This will also be enough in rural Italy ( I know its not enough for Milan) or Poland where I eventually want to settle.
No flag, but my game sucks and I was quite overwhelmed by the huge culture shock and, unexpectedly, the large dietary changes in Ukraine.
Landlord problems were also pretty bad and unexpected. In one apartment the militia showed up because the electric bill hadn't been paid. It turned out they were at the wrong apartment, but having 4 people knock at your door, two of them uniformed, was quite unsettling.
Then when I complained about the microwave being dead, the landlord said it must have been that I turned it on with nothing in it, and wanted me to pay for the microwave that had never worked.
It's not even that they're trying to rip you off, they are just literally incapable of modern, rational thought -- they think in some sort of weird voodoo causality. "I bought a microwave and it worked at one time, now it doesn't so it must be this tenants fault."
Everyone expects bad service and dishonesty, and that has a lot of follow-on effects such as friends not being supportive when you get ripped off etc; simply because it is an everyday fact of life.
Worst of all the microwave was a Ukrainian brand, many products you buy in Ukraine not only break quickly, but they do not even do the task INITIALLY that they are purported to do. The idea that I was responsible was pretty laughable.
In the other apartment I lived in, despite insisting with the agent that I needed an apartment with good hot water there was really none. The landlady tried to get me to buy a new hot water heater.
The saving grace was my loyal Polish-Ukrainian maid, who had a plumber friend who was a Jehovah's Witness. I avoid them in the states, but he was a straight shooter who cleaned out the old hot water heater cheaply.
The landlady cleverly delayed my attempts to test the hot water when initially viewing aparttment, saying they would turn it on when I moved in. NEVER, NEVER believe something like that.
I need a high protein diet but don't eat red meat and it was somewhat hard to do in Ukraine until I found the delicious home-made cottage cheese sold at markets. There is nothing like in Murka.
I don't want to comment on the girls because my official position is that Giant Unsanitary Refrigerator Ukraine is a horrible place.
While I was in a western Ukrainian city, I googled online for some store information and I started to find my posts from here showing up in the first few hits on Google, so I do not want to popularize where I went.
I guess the main point I have is that it can be hard just getting a physically comfortable place to stay where you aren't hassled in some way.
Getting in shape and going a lot harder would be important too.