Jakarta broke my ice...
I am a shy guy, I have never really approached a girl in a seductive way, seduction was something foreign to me, I never had a problem talking to someone about something, but as soon as I noticed a women behind the person I was talking to, I loose my mind.
I'll be hated for this story that I am about to tell, but here goes.
I am in Jakarta for 2 nights, I arrive late the first night, nothing much to do other than sleep, ..., in the morning I get up, managed to figure out how the public transport works and head myself into city. I spend most of the time exploring the town, museums, galleries, whatever will fill my day ... I was anticipating a night out.
I get back to the hotel, freshen up, and head out a little street in blok M, not knowing much about it other than that there are bars and nightclubs around that area, so I tell the driver to take me there. I suspected there would be a market for tourist mainly interested in sex, but I had also heard (or maybe mistakenly) that this is where the locals also hang out - I wanted something slightly more challenging.
So I walk in, and straight away I notice old white guys and think, okay - this is not what I was expecting - there were heaps of women there, some looked decent and not like 'you give me money', it was hard to figure out - usually girls will just crowd around in a big group, but most of them just stood in a kind of line up.
I was disappoint, but I knew it would be my last night in jakarta, and the live band wasn't half band - lots of energy - I get a beer and join in around the outside, watching the show, watching the room, watching the old men, and the women they seemed to dance with badly, I saw the lights, the dance floor, bored in two minutes, ..., I thought, I am just going to drink myself and go home?
I sit down, and a lady comes up ... probably around 40 years, she was nice looking, pleasant to talk to, but it was all too easy, and as I suspected, 'you give me money I do for you' - I didn't really want to say no, but I didn't want to say yes either, so I offer to buy her drinks, she refuses, she says she needs money to go home, so I offered that I'd taxi her home - I think I'd have actually done it - at this point I was feeling like the whole night was gone - and well why not, it doesn't cost me anything to entertain myself.
I tell her I am going to get a drink - I go across the road to see of there are any other clubs where there are 'real' girls - I found none, just more of the same; so I end up at a coffee shop, drink some coffee, thinking about what had just happened, and wondered where the real party is... maybe it was just in a brochure and never existed.
The first bar I went to had the most people in it, so I go back there, thinking 'wtf are you doing', because I'd written it of, and was worried I'd eventually get angry that I'd spent money on shitty beer, waking up the next morning feeling like a churro.
I stroll back inside, this time with a bit more energy, too much energy, I need to mellow out a bit, so I grab a vodka and orange juice: ... I walked close to the dance floor, and I see two girls, drinking beer, one of them caught my eye, I try to act like I didn't notice them, and walk around to the back, I think ... 'hmm they came here just me, and they are enjoying beer, I could relate to them' -
So after two to three minutes, I grab a seat on a bar table next to them, pull out my phone and pretend text, wondering whether or not I should approach, the same thoughts entered my mind, 'what if I try to say something and they don't hear it?', 'what if they don't want to face me at all?' - the familiar fear of rejection was knocking - I look up, she makes eye contact, ... I hold for 2-3 seconds, ... then go back to fake texting, screaming inside my own head - but holding my composure I wonder if I had lost it, breaking eye contact ... right then and there, I said to myself 'what are you doing? who the fuck cares if you fuck up or not, this is different city! just go up!'
The girl I liked out of the two was kind of sheltered by other, so I waited for her to go around on to the otherside, and made my move, I got up ... walked around, made eye contact, and said hey... she smiled, said hey, ... , and I surprised myself, out of no where my hand jumps out, "whats your name?"
this was one of the most exhilarating experiences I've ever had! we chat - understanding each other over the loud music that is playing 5 feet away from us, my usual muffled voice had left, I was shouting loudly, using my hands to turn her shoulders - I have never touched someone so spontaneously! it felt so natural that I didn't even have to think about it.
The music starts to die down, I start get a bit nervous, I never know what to say to women, I said to myself, well, right now I have enjoyed what I have done so far, ..., walking up, chatting, touching her, it did not matter to me what would happen from now on, if the conversation dies down, so be it, if she moves on, so be it, I don't care!
I bring up whether she knows any other place, (she knows that I am visiting and basically wanting to have fun on my last night) - so we go outside - I sense they don't really want to go anywhere else, I let them battle it out in Indonesian (the other girl wants to go home), I suggest we visit the coffee shop, where it is er' quieter, no hiding behind loud music now I thought to myself, and then - I bought them coffee (is that to beta?) - I am going to have coffee with two women, I've never done that before! I don't care that I am paying.
We sit there and talk for hours, exchanging ph numbers and facebook contacts, made only more fun by the fact that she didn't fully understand my English, and I didn't know any Indonesian, and between her friend that didn't speak any english, I didn't need to have a intense discussion about anything (which I often do) - I just settled down in a rhythm of keeping it light, not fearing long pauses, and just generally enjoying coffee.
Later on (almost) morning time, I offer to drop them home, ... I wasn't looking for anything more at this point, I was content with what I had achieved, they agree - she starts asking me to 'cancel' my journey tomorrow,
... too cute.
We drop her friend off, she says thanks, and we go on the way. We stop at a intersection, a cross road, left is the way to her house, right the way to my hotel, ... the taxi driver asks me which way, I turn around and ask her what she wants to do? ... she asks, 'Is it okay if I come to your hotel, do you mind?' - I tell her it's totally cool with me and it is up to her ... if she wants to come back fine, she say OK.
... more to come ...