Well, I guess you never can tell for sure where in the world amazing looking women by the carload are going to surface. I've spent the last four days in Turda, Romania, a small city of 45,000 near Cluj-Napoca, famous for its 1000-year-old salt mine and health benefits of same, which is my reason for being here. I swear I've seen at least a dozen young women here more attractive than any I've seen in the U.S. in the last three years.
As soon as I hit the streets of Turda I could see it was a city of great faces -- even the middle-aged and old people have a light on in their eyes -- and you wonder if the salt mine has anything to do with it. The kind of faces not seen in the U.S. for 30-40 years, back before the obesity epidemic, the tainted food supply with its genetic modification, antibiotics, hormones and preservatives, and the likelihood of every other person you meet being pillhead zombies with "Property of Big Pharma" stamped on their foreheads.
Then came the stunners, one after another. Almost all have had brown hair and brown eyes, but definitely the best variant of that look I've ever seen. It's the rare Latina who could muster up with this population. Almost all have been tallish and slender, and while my taste runs to shorter and buxom, I defy any heterosexual male not to be stopped in his tracks by the beauty of these girls.
It's a wholesome look, to be sure, and if your taste runs more to streetwalker trashy with lots of makeup, they may not strike your eye the way they did mine. I spent a week in Bucharest before coming here, and while it lives up to rep for female pulchritude relative to the U.S., it's a harder look than Turda girls, perhaps reflecting a harder environment.
Turda is a pleasant place, definitely not rural Romania primitive, but no nightlife to speak of. English here runs from none to fluent but hard to understand through the accent. But there are smiles all around, and plenty of eye contact and nonverbal communication for those comfortable working that vein (the older I get the more convinced I am that success with women = lock eyes, move into her personal space, and keep your mouth shut). There may be a bit of white god factor in play, despite a regular influx of tourists at the mine. They seem to bypass the city center and drive or take their own bus to the mine.
Worth a drop by if you're in the Cluj-Napoca area.
As soon as I hit the streets of Turda I could see it was a city of great faces -- even the middle-aged and old people have a light on in their eyes -- and you wonder if the salt mine has anything to do with it. The kind of faces not seen in the U.S. for 30-40 years, back before the obesity epidemic, the tainted food supply with its genetic modification, antibiotics, hormones and preservatives, and the likelihood of every other person you meet being pillhead zombies with "Property of Big Pharma" stamped on their foreheads.
Then came the stunners, one after another. Almost all have had brown hair and brown eyes, but definitely the best variant of that look I've ever seen. It's the rare Latina who could muster up with this population. Almost all have been tallish and slender, and while my taste runs to shorter and buxom, I defy any heterosexual male not to be stopped in his tracks by the beauty of these girls.
It's a wholesome look, to be sure, and if your taste runs more to streetwalker trashy with lots of makeup, they may not strike your eye the way they did mine. I spent a week in Bucharest before coming here, and while it lives up to rep for female pulchritude relative to the U.S., it's a harder look than Turda girls, perhaps reflecting a harder environment.
Turda is a pleasant place, definitely not rural Romania primitive, but no nightlife to speak of. English here runs from none to fluent but hard to understand through the accent. But there are smiles all around, and plenty of eye contact and nonverbal communication for those comfortable working that vein (the older I get the more convinced I am that success with women = lock eyes, move into her personal space, and keep your mouth shut). There may be a bit of white god factor in play, despite a regular influx of tourists at the mine. They seem to bypass the city center and drive or take their own bus to the mine.
Worth a drop by if you're in the Cluj-Napoca area.
