Quote: (08-17-2011 09:56 AM)thegmanifesto Wrote:
Interesting thread.
I haven't nearly been to all the places mentioned, however no case I saw was brought as strong as High School Senior Week Cancun.
Fly, 18 year old girls, and you can't miss.
I am pretty shocked no one has taken me up on this advice.
Especially, since guys on here like fly, easy 18 year old girls.
High School Senior Week Cancun wins.
(Unless someone can bring a stronger case).
Let me give it a shot, especially for this flag-obsessed forum. Salamanca, Spain.
Basically Salamanca is in the middle of nowhere, a 1000 year old University.
1) Girls come here from all over Europe (and California) to learn Spanish.
2) It's a small city. There's no beach. No super obvious tourist attraction. All there is... is bars and clubs.
3) The summer population is transient. No significant others, No shame.
4) Its Spain so the siesta lifestyle fuels never-ending late-night partying and it doesn't cost much unlike Madrid/Barca/Santander so everyone can participate.
5) Girls want their "souvenirs" and they're there without family or, in most cases, pre-set friends.
6) The Euro women come from an incredible variety of liberal places and the ones that aren't are ready to try out stuff they wouldn't at home. Helpful for an african american like me.
7) The Euro women are educated stylish types.
8) Its all based around the university, so everyone has a common ground
Because of this confluence of factors, not only is it incredibly easy to pull smart, attractive women, but you have all of Europe there in one place. Flags are there for the taking.
My second night there: in a bar a Belgian woman was tired of hearing her friend talking about me, so she came over to me, we talked...and then when I passed her test, got her friend, brought her to me and put her hand in mine. Good Godiva.
The place is crawling with French women...I got addicted to them in Salamanca.
Almost had to build a giant conveyor belt to take 'em all to the beach in Portugal on the weekends.
They're all nice and tan (the way I like my Euros) because its Spain.
I never knew German women were so cool.
Hell even the notoriously hard-to-hit Italian women were playing along to a lesser extent. I recall one kinda' aloof American dude being in the right place at the right time with a ("good girl") hot Italian woman who was leaving the next day. But she wanted her souvenir. Never in history has such a man got such a tasty, yummy, wonderful Mediterranean-dwellin' Ligurian babe without much effort. I'll never forget him saying the next day; "Oh man. The best thing that will ever happen to me has already happened to me."