8yrs, 5 holidays, 12 dates, one flag, Part 2
09-17-2018, 05:31 PM
Crete Hersonissos (July)
4 dates – 2 Russian, 1 Belarus and 1 Hungarian.
I stayed half-way between the busy resort and a couple of villages that I thought might be a good place for perhaps attractive middle aged women to go on holiday who maybe wanted a little more culture then the brashness of Hersonissos . So between the two, I might have some opportunities.
In addition the World Cup was on and I wanted to enjoy the England games in the latter stages of the competition in the sun with that feel good factor and atmosphere on holiday and hopefully feed off that too.
Straight off, as lovely as the Villages were, lots of lovely restaurants, scenic views etc. I came across no single women either alone or holiday with a friend. There were lots of drinking bars but hardly anybody people in them. July peak season and it’s dead. There are thousands of single women all over the world and over 40 years old, divorced etc. I know they go on holiday but where too?
I hit Tinder and got a date on the first night with a Russian woman in her 40’s staying at hotel with her son and daughter. We arranged to meet at her hotel that night. She didn’t tell me however that her son and daughter would be joining us for the date. We all got on okay and I got free drinks as they were all inclusive, but we spent most of the night talking via google translate and she wanted me to meet them the next day at the beach, but I didn’t go on holiday to play happy families so let that one go.
I got talking to another Russian woman on Badoo who was on holiday in the resort. Eventually the conversation went cold but I happened to see her walking by one night and approached her to see if it was her, it was. We arranged to meet later outside her apartment to go on watch Russia play in one of the WC games. She turned up however with her friend. 38 years old and she brings a mate, I mean seriously? We watch the game she has a drink of wine, but then starts drinking water. It was never like this years ago, people went on holiday and they had a drink, especially as they were on holiday and where are these crazy Russian girls they keep talking about?
I then did some beach daytime approaches. And did really really well and struck lucky. I caught the glance of one very attractive girl sat on the beach. Young pretty brunette. I stopped a few yards away paddled in the sea, stalling for time while I pondered what approach I make take. A few seconds later she got up and paddled in the sea too. I took that as my signal and made my move, my engagement. My timing, confidence, approach were spot on, we hit it off immediately. She was 30 years old from Minsk in Belarus. It was about 7
pm at night and the light on the beach was amazing. I suggested I take some photos. I took some great pics of her in her bikini.
We walked back hand in hand and kissed passionately at her apartment entrance. It was set up for a dinner date in the evening. Dinner was great, she looked stunning. We then went back to my apartment for a drink and too listen to some music. Everything on track!!!
However after one glass of wine she didn’t want to drink anymore and she had to be up at 6am for a trip to Santorini, typical! Even worse it was so dam hot that night that even though she was on my balcony in my room it was too hot and uncomfortable to do anything, I wasn’t in the mood, I was doing my best to not move much and try not to sweat.
Met her the day after and that night we went out and she wanted a non-alcoholic cocktail. I mean seriously not again! To be honest I couldn’t be bothered after that. It’s just boring and I am not even a big drinker, but I like a few on holiday. She wrote me a deeply personal letter and postcard that she dropped off at my apartments before she left to go home. She even wanted to go on holiday with me. But another girl that won’t let loose on holiday and wants a relationship.
I then met an older Hungarian woman (in her 40’s) via Tinder and we went out to dinner. She was fairly attractive and I thought guaranteed success here. Paid about 70 Euros for a meal on the beach but were served very strong spirits that made us both feel a bit nauseous. She had another drink afterwards at another bar but complained that she didn’t feel too well. She had only had the sea bass for dinner which did very little to line her stomach to absorb the strong spirits that they served with the meal. Anyway long story cut short ended up walking her home and getting nothing, great 70 Euros down the drain. Lesson learnt never pay for a meal, just go for drinks.
Torremolinos, Spain ( September, just come back)
4 dates – Finnish, 2 Russian and one Spaniard. ( Finally a result, sort of)
Right. South of Spain, popular holiday destination, still only early September, loads of people go there, surely can’t go wrong can I!
I pitch myself in a stunning apartment half-way between Torremolinos and Benalmadena with of course Malaga not far from the mix..
I arrive on the Monday. Trip adviser etc goes on about that the nightlife around the marina in Benalmadena and remember this is early September not October or May/April.
The bars around Benalmadena on a Monday night, even on the marina are like my local village on a Monday night, people having a quiet drink. Where is the party music, where is the excitement, where are the girls, in fact any girls!
One night there was the DJ, me and 2 German girls and perhaps one more on the dance floor. the 2 German girls were fairly fit but one kept referring to her friend as her girlfriend so didn't bother trying anything on.
They are some great beach bars along the promenade but they are dead, no opportunities to try your game out because there is nothing to game at. I tried the local hotels, no entertainment nothing happening. So back to Tinder and Badoo.
Got a meet up in Malaga. Finnish woman age 53 lives there, but in a commune. Wants to show me around the city. We meet up, she is not bad looking, we go for tapas, she actually drinks alcohol we got back to her place on the premise of practising some salsa moves (see told you it came in handy)
The building is amazing there is a front room where we practice dancing and then is a passage way with each room for the commune, paper thin with no privacy. 4 rooms in total. We dance and flirt and kiss and she confesses that she hasn’t had sex for a long time. Even though she is attracted to me and turned on it’s clear that with people coming in and out and with a lack of privacy she doesn’t want anything to progress that night. I would have probably done the deed had it happened that night but I wasn’t attracted to her enough to follow it through and put the effort in. So let it go.
The next date via Tinder, another Russian age 39. Turned up and looked very fit, in fact gorgeous. White cropped shorts, petite lovely and pretty. She lived in the area, not a holidaymaker.
I mentioned that we could go to a salsa party and she was up for it. Before that we agreed to meet at a beach bar.
It’s about 10 pm at night I order a Rum and Coke, she wanted a coffee. Yes I kid you not, a coffee. She only lived 5 mins away but decided to drive.
How do I do I manage it???
We get on really well and I mean really well, great connection, great chemistry bla bla bla.
We go dancing to the salsa club. It’s kind of the culture that everybody dances with everybody and I said quite openly that she was free to dance with any guy but she only wanted to dance with me. We danced very closely and she rested her lips on my neck, not kissing but no far off.
Eventually she said she was a little tired and I decided to play it cool and just okay let’s call it a night.
We hugged and said goodnight. Unfortunately she was busy over the next few days and was flying home to Moscow to visit her mother after that. Much promise but logistics against me again.
Later that night and very late that night came across by accident a little nightclub frequented by the Spanish, mainly older over 40’s.
I had a great time in there, My type of layout, a bar, people mingling and a small dance floor, perfect! They played mainly Spanish latin pop music that I have never heard of but it sounded great and the place was actually busy!
I felt totally relaxed had a few drinks at the bar and struck up a conversation with a Spanish woman who was out with her mates. This is the catch, she was easily over 50, perhaps a little older, but actually very fit with a great figure. Long story cut short she offered me a lift home, we arrived I asked if she wanted to come in for a drink, she did and we had really good sex, never had a Spanish woman before and was hoping for someone at least 10 years younger, but I did actually enjoy it to be honest.
My last date was another daytime approach but this time on the marina.
I spotted this beautiful young woman easily a 9, flawless skin, amazing body and eyes, stunning. Couldn’t have been older then about 25. I approached her totally cold, but my confidence and timing and delivery was spot on. I just stopped her head on asked her in a very natural way, simply where was she from etc. Then within 2 mins we were off going for a drink. Yet another Russian but on holiday this time.
I met her later for dinner (I had forgotten my earlier rule about paying for dinner) and she actually wanted a cocktail not a coffee thank goodness! Her body in the evening looked amazing, her legs just went on and on and on. I have never been on date with this type of quality before.
Conversation good, vibes good, she wanted to salsa dance later but there were no clubs open, which was my plan anyway. I suggested we danced near the fountains in the resort complex that I was staying in, not that too far then for me engineer or manipulate a visit to my apartment. However she killed that suggestion stone dead.
So we danced near a bar that happened to be playing a little bit of latin music in the background. Even worse she wanted another drink, you guessed it, yes water !
Walked her back to her hotel, nothing happened.
She was leaving the next day and sent me a whats app message wanting to meet me before we set off. I didn’t have anything else on so I agreed and we had a drink before she got her taxi.
Getting into the taxi she was too consumed with her phone to bother waving goodbye, all quite bizarre.
I had one last night. I decided to get the train into Malaga on a Tuesday night and check out the cool roof top bars I had read about in Tripadvisor.
I tried 2 in total. One was 90% Spanish men, about 2 Spanish women and one very attractive woman but with a guy. The other roof top bar was full of about 15 British women on a golfing holiday which an average age of around 60 years old. I went at 11.30 pm and had to plead for a pint of lager as they had already taken last orders.
So that’s it until next year.
I keep visiting places where I can’t find women in the right places to actually approach. If there were lots of women and lots of opportunities to engage but I was messing it up or didn’t have the confidence to engage in the game then that would be down to technique.
In addition to that there seems to be a lot of women that simply don’t relax and have a drink. They are on holiday an act as though they about 60.
In the UK in the early 90’s I used to go on various work courses in Hotels. You know the type of thing training for a new job, a course etc. Everybody used to get drunk, it was kind of accepted and the norm. The more people are drunk course, the lower the inhibitions, the more you get laid! The irony being that I was never a big drinker anyway but liked a least a few to relax.
Young people on the courses that I go on now don’t seem to do that. There doesn’t seem to be a culture of enjoying it and getting a little typsy. Even when I stayed in Crete this year, a lot of the holiday makers in the apartment complex were very young dutch girls, perhaps 17-23 years old. They weren’t particularly attractive and I didn’t try and engage with them but I was surprised that they all seemed to make no noise at night. I expected lots of noise drunken behaviour and debauchery but they were so well behaved and seemed to be in bed before me.
These are just my random thoughts on the whole thing and hows it different to when I was 20. In some ways it was far easier in my heyday.![[Image: smile.gif]](https://rooshvforum.network/images/smilies/smile.gif)
4 dates – 2 Russian, 1 Belarus and 1 Hungarian.
I stayed half-way between the busy resort and a couple of villages that I thought might be a good place for perhaps attractive middle aged women to go on holiday who maybe wanted a little more culture then the brashness of Hersonissos . So between the two, I might have some opportunities.
In addition the World Cup was on and I wanted to enjoy the England games in the latter stages of the competition in the sun with that feel good factor and atmosphere on holiday and hopefully feed off that too.
Straight off, as lovely as the Villages were, lots of lovely restaurants, scenic views etc. I came across no single women either alone or holiday with a friend. There were lots of drinking bars but hardly anybody people in them. July peak season and it’s dead. There are thousands of single women all over the world and over 40 years old, divorced etc. I know they go on holiday but where too?
I hit Tinder and got a date on the first night with a Russian woman in her 40’s staying at hotel with her son and daughter. We arranged to meet at her hotel that night. She didn’t tell me however that her son and daughter would be joining us for the date. We all got on okay and I got free drinks as they were all inclusive, but we spent most of the night talking via google translate and she wanted me to meet them the next day at the beach, but I didn’t go on holiday to play happy families so let that one go.
I got talking to another Russian woman on Badoo who was on holiday in the resort. Eventually the conversation went cold but I happened to see her walking by one night and approached her to see if it was her, it was. We arranged to meet later outside her apartment to go on watch Russia play in one of the WC games. She turned up however with her friend. 38 years old and she brings a mate, I mean seriously? We watch the game she has a drink of wine, but then starts drinking water. It was never like this years ago, people went on holiday and they had a drink, especially as they were on holiday and where are these crazy Russian girls they keep talking about?
I then did some beach daytime approaches. And did really really well and struck lucky. I caught the glance of one very attractive girl sat on the beach. Young pretty brunette. I stopped a few yards away paddled in the sea, stalling for time while I pondered what approach I make take. A few seconds later she got up and paddled in the sea too. I took that as my signal and made my move, my engagement. My timing, confidence, approach were spot on, we hit it off immediately. She was 30 years old from Minsk in Belarus. It was about 7
pm at night and the light on the beach was amazing. I suggested I take some photos. I took some great pics of her in her bikini.
We walked back hand in hand and kissed passionately at her apartment entrance. It was set up for a dinner date in the evening. Dinner was great, she looked stunning. We then went back to my apartment for a drink and too listen to some music. Everything on track!!!
However after one glass of wine she didn’t want to drink anymore and she had to be up at 6am for a trip to Santorini, typical! Even worse it was so dam hot that night that even though she was on my balcony in my room it was too hot and uncomfortable to do anything, I wasn’t in the mood, I was doing my best to not move much and try not to sweat.
Met her the day after and that night we went out and she wanted a non-alcoholic cocktail. I mean seriously not again! To be honest I couldn’t be bothered after that. It’s just boring and I am not even a big drinker, but I like a few on holiday. She wrote me a deeply personal letter and postcard that she dropped off at my apartments before she left to go home. She even wanted to go on holiday with me. But another girl that won’t let loose on holiday and wants a relationship.
I then met an older Hungarian woman (in her 40’s) via Tinder and we went out to dinner. She was fairly attractive and I thought guaranteed success here. Paid about 70 Euros for a meal on the beach but were served very strong spirits that made us both feel a bit nauseous. She had another drink afterwards at another bar but complained that she didn’t feel too well. She had only had the sea bass for dinner which did very little to line her stomach to absorb the strong spirits that they served with the meal. Anyway long story cut short ended up walking her home and getting nothing, great 70 Euros down the drain. Lesson learnt never pay for a meal, just go for drinks.
Torremolinos, Spain ( September, just come back)
4 dates – Finnish, 2 Russian and one Spaniard. ( Finally a result, sort of)
Right. South of Spain, popular holiday destination, still only early September, loads of people go there, surely can’t go wrong can I!
I pitch myself in a stunning apartment half-way between Torremolinos and Benalmadena with of course Malaga not far from the mix..
I arrive on the Monday. Trip adviser etc goes on about that the nightlife around the marina in Benalmadena and remember this is early September not October or May/April.
The bars around Benalmadena on a Monday night, even on the marina are like my local village on a Monday night, people having a quiet drink. Where is the party music, where is the excitement, where are the girls, in fact any girls!
One night there was the DJ, me and 2 German girls and perhaps one more on the dance floor. the 2 German girls were fairly fit but one kept referring to her friend as her girlfriend so didn't bother trying anything on.
They are some great beach bars along the promenade but they are dead, no opportunities to try your game out because there is nothing to game at. I tried the local hotels, no entertainment nothing happening. So back to Tinder and Badoo.
Got a meet up in Malaga. Finnish woman age 53 lives there, but in a commune. Wants to show me around the city. We meet up, she is not bad looking, we go for tapas, she actually drinks alcohol we got back to her place on the premise of practising some salsa moves (see told you it came in handy)
The building is amazing there is a front room where we practice dancing and then is a passage way with each room for the commune, paper thin with no privacy. 4 rooms in total. We dance and flirt and kiss and she confesses that she hasn’t had sex for a long time. Even though she is attracted to me and turned on it’s clear that with people coming in and out and with a lack of privacy she doesn’t want anything to progress that night. I would have probably done the deed had it happened that night but I wasn’t attracted to her enough to follow it through and put the effort in. So let it go.
The next date via Tinder, another Russian age 39. Turned up and looked very fit, in fact gorgeous. White cropped shorts, petite lovely and pretty. She lived in the area, not a holidaymaker.
I mentioned that we could go to a salsa party and she was up for it. Before that we agreed to meet at a beach bar.
It’s about 10 pm at night I order a Rum and Coke, she wanted a coffee. Yes I kid you not, a coffee. She only lived 5 mins away but decided to drive.
How do I do I manage it???
We get on really well and I mean really well, great connection, great chemistry bla bla bla.
We go dancing to the salsa club. It’s kind of the culture that everybody dances with everybody and I said quite openly that she was free to dance with any guy but she only wanted to dance with me. We danced very closely and she rested her lips on my neck, not kissing but no far off.
Eventually she said she was a little tired and I decided to play it cool and just okay let’s call it a night.
We hugged and said goodnight. Unfortunately she was busy over the next few days and was flying home to Moscow to visit her mother after that. Much promise but logistics against me again.
Later that night and very late that night came across by accident a little nightclub frequented by the Spanish, mainly older over 40’s.
I had a great time in there, My type of layout, a bar, people mingling and a small dance floor, perfect! They played mainly Spanish latin pop music that I have never heard of but it sounded great and the place was actually busy!
I felt totally relaxed had a few drinks at the bar and struck up a conversation with a Spanish woman who was out with her mates. This is the catch, she was easily over 50, perhaps a little older, but actually very fit with a great figure. Long story cut short she offered me a lift home, we arrived I asked if she wanted to come in for a drink, she did and we had really good sex, never had a Spanish woman before and was hoping for someone at least 10 years younger, but I did actually enjoy it to be honest.
My last date was another daytime approach but this time on the marina.
I spotted this beautiful young woman easily a 9, flawless skin, amazing body and eyes, stunning. Couldn’t have been older then about 25. I approached her totally cold, but my confidence and timing and delivery was spot on. I just stopped her head on asked her in a very natural way, simply where was she from etc. Then within 2 mins we were off going for a drink. Yet another Russian but on holiday this time.
I met her later for dinner (I had forgotten my earlier rule about paying for dinner) and she actually wanted a cocktail not a coffee thank goodness! Her body in the evening looked amazing, her legs just went on and on and on. I have never been on date with this type of quality before.
Conversation good, vibes good, she wanted to salsa dance later but there were no clubs open, which was my plan anyway. I suggested we danced near the fountains in the resort complex that I was staying in, not that too far then for me engineer or manipulate a visit to my apartment. However she killed that suggestion stone dead.
So we danced near a bar that happened to be playing a little bit of latin music in the background. Even worse she wanted another drink, you guessed it, yes water !
Walked her back to her hotel, nothing happened.
She was leaving the next day and sent me a whats app message wanting to meet me before we set off. I didn’t have anything else on so I agreed and we had a drink before she got her taxi.
Getting into the taxi she was too consumed with her phone to bother waving goodbye, all quite bizarre.
I had one last night. I decided to get the train into Malaga on a Tuesday night and check out the cool roof top bars I had read about in Tripadvisor.
I tried 2 in total. One was 90% Spanish men, about 2 Spanish women and one very attractive woman but with a guy. The other roof top bar was full of about 15 British women on a golfing holiday which an average age of around 60 years old. I went at 11.30 pm and had to plead for a pint of lager as they had already taken last orders.
So that’s it until next year.
I keep visiting places where I can’t find women in the right places to actually approach. If there were lots of women and lots of opportunities to engage but I was messing it up or didn’t have the confidence to engage in the game then that would be down to technique.
In addition to that there seems to be a lot of women that simply don’t relax and have a drink. They are on holiday an act as though they about 60.
In the UK in the early 90’s I used to go on various work courses in Hotels. You know the type of thing training for a new job, a course etc. Everybody used to get drunk, it was kind of accepted and the norm. The more people are drunk course, the lower the inhibitions, the more you get laid! The irony being that I was never a big drinker anyway but liked a least a few to relax.
Young people on the courses that I go on now don’t seem to do that. There doesn’t seem to be a culture of enjoying it and getting a little typsy. Even when I stayed in Crete this year, a lot of the holiday makers in the apartment complex were very young dutch girls, perhaps 17-23 years old. They weren’t particularly attractive and I didn’t try and engage with them but I was surprised that they all seemed to make no noise at night. I expected lots of noise drunken behaviour and debauchery but they were so well behaved and seemed to be in bed before me.
These are just my random thoughts on the whole thing and hows it different to when I was 20. In some ways it was far easier in my heyday.