Dateline Chisinau; Monday night update. (mostly non-pussy discussion)
Sometimes I feel like I'm in a Fellini movie here. Its such a back water, but at the same time, really happening. I've discovered a city park, developed around two small lakes, and there is a very nice, rustic resto built along the bank of one. Its down right bucolic.....I love the place, and have gone everyday for all-day lunch for the past 3 days. The aforementioned Russians I met yesterday, turned me on to the national dish called; "mamaliga tocana", which is dish based on polenta, sheeps cheese, sour cream and a meat stir-fry of sorts. It's off the fucking hooking hook - and I'm a food snob. It's a little slice of paradise, and there are always a few hotties there to look at. It takes me about 40 minutes to walk there, and the women I pass and smile at......no more superlatives. Its a good gig here, and I'm going to figure out a way to spend part of the year here.
(pussy discussion) Saturday night I ran into two guys from Amerika. One living in St. Petersburg and the other in Paris. Heavy money types (and arrogant). Well, we met up for drinks this evening in a bar I discovered Sunday night. This is THE bar here. Called "Sensi", it gets the top level talent in town. The models of the models. Well, turns out that two gringos and I share some common (dodgy) pasts so there is good connection. I arrived early and awaited my drinking companions at a 4-top, in a bar that was starting to fill up - with stupid hot (and local neuvo riche - not my style) women.
My new friends arrive and it turns out that one is a fashion photographer and the other and I-banker. Fashion photo man informs me that he and banker friend banged two of the three women I was holding court with (confirmed with i-Phone videos) before dumping them and heading to another venue (where I did pull). Thus, they were in fine form and full of good stories of nasty Mold'o'girls. Turns out the girls I was with (and they banged) were strippers, who boned them for free. As I said before, you can get lazy here, very easy.
Cut to the chase, the discussion soon turns to "where are the best looking women in the world". Mind you, we decided that between the three of us, we've got over 80 countries and most of them were duplicates of course. And remember, one guy is living in St. Petersburg.
We all agreed on Chisinau. No shit.
Sometimes I feel like I'm in a Fellini movie here. Its such a back water, but at the same time, really happening. I've discovered a city park, developed around two small lakes, and there is a very nice, rustic resto built along the bank of one. Its down right bucolic.....I love the place, and have gone everyday for all-day lunch for the past 3 days. The aforementioned Russians I met yesterday, turned me on to the national dish called; "mamaliga tocana", which is dish based on polenta, sheeps cheese, sour cream and a meat stir-fry of sorts. It's off the fucking hooking hook - and I'm a food snob. It's a little slice of paradise, and there are always a few hotties there to look at. It takes me about 40 minutes to walk there, and the women I pass and smile at......no more superlatives. Its a good gig here, and I'm going to figure out a way to spend part of the year here.
(pussy discussion) Saturday night I ran into two guys from Amerika. One living in St. Petersburg and the other in Paris. Heavy money types (and arrogant). Well, we met up for drinks this evening in a bar I discovered Sunday night. This is THE bar here. Called "Sensi", it gets the top level talent in town. The models of the models. Well, turns out that two gringos and I share some common (dodgy) pasts so there is good connection. I arrived early and awaited my drinking companions at a 4-top, in a bar that was starting to fill up - with stupid hot (and local neuvo riche - not my style) women.
My new friends arrive and it turns out that one is a fashion photographer and the other and I-banker. Fashion photo man informs me that he and banker friend banged two of the three women I was holding court with (confirmed with i-Phone videos) before dumping them and heading to another venue (where I did pull). Thus, they were in fine form and full of good stories of nasty Mold'o'girls. Turns out the girls I was with (and they banged) were strippers, who boned them for free. As I said before, you can get lazy here, very easy.
Cut to the chase, the discussion soon turns to "where are the best looking women in the world". Mind you, we decided that between the three of us, we've got over 80 countries and most of them were duplicates of course. And remember, one guy is living in St. Petersburg.
We all agreed on Chisinau. No shit.