Quote: (05-26-2013 06:13 AM)phoenix101 Wrote:
One thing that bugged me out as soon as I landed in Paris/France in general, and really confirmed I was in another world, was the enormous amount of eye contact. More than the few couple of other Euro areas I've been to and not entirely in terms of flirting, but just "acknowledging" your presence. Whereas I could walk around Toronto all day or pass tons of people and never receive any eye contact whatsoever, with everyone in their own little bubble or pretending to be, definitely not the case in France.
In Southern California, you could wear a shirt advertising your social security, debit card, and PIN numbers and sleep well at night knowing not a single girl would be stealing your identity.
I always have similar experiences with getting tons of eye contact overseas. Last time it was twice before I even landed at my destination. At my stop in the Frankfurt Airport, this very cute German girl working there asking to remove metallic objects before going through the scanner just started eyefucking me with a clearly sexual smile when I was taking off my belt. Then during the flight from Frankfurt to Istanbul, as I was heading up the plane to take a piss, a really sexy Turkish girl in little shorts was giving me this big, flirty smile as I rushed to my seat when the seat belt light came on.
That one “bugged me out” like you said because a girl who looked that hot in LA would probably be wearing large sunglasses on the plane for the sole purpose of avoiding eye contact with men.
So many hot girls I'd check out in western Turkey would stare back at me, even while with their parents, on the beach, and by my hotel room. Most were in bikinis. There were too many instances for me to remember, but one that stuck in my head was this gorgeous tanned one in little shorts riding on the back of a moped with another cute girl driving. I could see from the sidewalk that she had green eyes, my favorite. At first, she quickly noticed me looking as she was turning her head forward. Then, even as they were riding off and well past, she turned her head just to look back at me a second time.
That’s the sort of thing that makes you happy to be a man. It makes you feel very confident and affectionate toward women. Girls would blush when I’d smile at them and often pressure me into meeting them. It was incredible and shocking because most experiences I had had smiling at American girls would result in them immediately looking away, even coldly so. There are great girls in southern California, but the overall culture discourages men from pursuing their desires without first receiving the woman's permission.
Several European tourists would also flirt or make eye contact with me, but still, here I was getting more flirting from hot girls within a couple weeks in a predominately Islamic country (with much worse ratios and not the physically best-looking of women on average) than I probably did over the past 6 months in the US, even as a college student. I got another look from a girl at the Istanbul airport. On the plane to LA, a stunningly beautiful Turkish-American girl kept chatting me up. I had to forfeit a lot of potential romance since I was always with relatives, but I’ll definitely be back solo next time and may have even better experiences in less conservative countries.
For the record, it was only a minority of Turkish girls doing these sorts of things, but it’s just remarkable what kinds of experiences I was having with what were likely mostly virgins because American women always justify their anti-social behavior by associating flirting with being a slut, and how women only give subtle clues to indicate interest, like picking lint off their shirts.