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Northern Spain. I'm a on a train from some small town at the southern foothills of The Cantabrian Mountains.
I'm from a Northern European country myself but had come down to Spain to go hiking and climbing in the Picos de Europa range. I first make a stop in Barcelona where I hook up with two girls I've met and hooked up with before. One is from Spain, other from the Finland. In between meeting the Spanish one at around noontime and the Finnish one at around ten p.m. I have a few drinks with an ex-colleague of mine from my own country.
Now, fast forward three days back to the train. I'm on my way to León, a midsized Spanish town. It's Friday, Madrid Real is playing Juventus at the Champions League final and that means it will be pure madness on the streets if Madrid wins. So, I was excited! Alone, a no-one, a wanderer just passing by, no burden of "seeing" or "doing" the town, just being there - perfect!
So there's that, excitement. But that wasn't all, in fact I felt like a boss, more so than I had felt in a long while. Why so? On the hike up to the higher reaches of the mountains I had some bad luck and made a series of small mistakes, I lost my cool and made the situation worse by making even more and grave mistakes. I dropped my bag with most of my gear down a very steep gully, several hundred meters down, almost fell to death or serious injury and remained stranded on an isolated narrow ledge for some 20 rainy and cold hours. Fortunately, I had taken some precautions and a search party was dispatched and my ass was saved some very friendly and brilliantly competent mountain rescue guys.
Not only I was alive and jolted out of the regular humdrum existence, I was also on schedule to catch my flight and on top of that all I would get to enjoy the nightlife of León!
So these were the ingredients of my vibe: I had endured some mental and physical stress and nearly killed myself because I had lost my cool to have everything turn out pretty well.
Such a vibe does wonders to one's fundamentals. Fluid deliberate movements, not hint of jerky hurriedness in the movements. And air of self-assured cool. Something similar has happened to me once before and in my experience it wont last for long.
I got off the train and took a bus from the suburban station to the center. There was a cute girl in the bus. I didn't approach her right away but at one point went in for it and asked what's a good area in the town to go out for drinks and tapas. It was around seven or eight o'clock. I don't think I would have approached her if wouldn't have had this legitimate request. The bus ride ended before I had chance to ask her to join me for drinks later in the evening. Well, I could have stopped her outside the bus and talked a little longer but I just kind did not control the situation smoothly enough to pull it off and I let her go. Damn! At least I knew now where to go later in the evening.
I walked a little, a pretty hot chick walked by and shot a sultry look at me. Now I realized that I had a good vibe going that night. I got a cab and went to my hostel, prepared some stuff for next day (I was taking an early bus to Madrid) and got a badly needed shower. Then I set my sight to heading back to town with my "best" party attire - a pair of battered military style old-school black leather boots, red surfer shorts, a t-shirt and a jacket! I looked like an edgy "peregrino" doing that popular walk to Santiago de Compostela. But who the fuck cares, anyhow? Actually, I think this outfit and the vibe I had going only made me stand out more in the crowd and created intrigue.
I walk my back to downtown, it's around ten or eleven o'clock. I find the area where the nightlife is. Damn, the number of bars and restaurants in this not so big city! All nicely tucked into pretty a small area. So there are lots of people on the streets. I walk around for a while until I find a lively bar I like. It's packed inside and some people are standing on the street. Looks like a good place to drink and maybe meet someone. I order a drink and some tapas and scan the room whether there is a good spot to plant myself. Nope, the place is packed, so I take my stuff and go outside. There's an empty table and I'm thinking fuck it I'll just sit down here, enjoy the drink, the food, the warm night and the bustle and worry about socializing later. It's quite often I'm not in the mood to start socializing so I just hang around quietly and recede into my own mind. Interestingly, more than once it has worked out pretty well. I guess doing so takes away anxiety which comes from the need to socialize or having been seen with other people. I just don't care, and look as a bystander what is going on around me, totally still and relaxed. I think that affects the vibe your are giving off. Everybody else is quite high-energy while I'm just still. I have occasionally got some pretty obvious approach invitations of full-out flirtation from women while being that way. The downside is, in that state of mind, I'm not really proactive and low energy. So, converting that attraction to some action can be a challenge.
So I sit there, on top of my imaginary hill, enjoying the night. A group of three women plants themselves at the outside of the bar at a standing table. One of them, very cute, is throwing glances at me. I do nothing. Give her a glance back but try not to do it too much. At one point the others turn as to check out who is she checking out. I don't approach, I'm feeling so good in my own mind but also a little serious having let my mind wander off into analyzing the embarrassing fuckups from yesterday. I needed a new drink so I snapped out of it and headed towards the bar right past that set, made eye-contact with the one glancing at me, smiled and said hi and went inside to get another drink and intending to talk with her once back outside. Guess what? I get back and they are gone.
Fuck! I sit down and sip at my drink thinking I'm a dumbass pussy. I know that one must act quickly but I don't act on that knowledge. I finish my drink and leave that place, now determined to find some action. Lo and behold I see the same set in another bar. The girls who was throwing glances at me standing outside separate from the group. I walk past them so, continue for a little while do a U-turn and appear next to her with a surprised smile "oh you're here, what a coincidence!" We talk for a while. She seems into me. Asks whether I'm a peregrino or what, that she noticed me being chilling out there alone (everybody seems to go out on a Friday in Spain, everybody, but no one seems to do so alone). I ask her to come join me for drinks. She says she can't, she's out with a friend whose mom had recently died, so they were out to cheer her up. I tell I'm leaving next morning. She seemed genuinely bummed by the fact that this wasn't working out. In retrospect, I should have pushed harder here, ask her number to meet up in a couple of hour or something like that but at the moment I didn't have the mind to pull it off smoothly so I just said my goodbyes and ejected.
Walking off I see a club which looks like having a pretty good jam going on inside. The bouncer at the door looks at my boots with a frown and gesturing "no, sorry", the ticket girls looks at me somewhat perplexed. I look down at my battered boots, look back at them, break smile and say I understand. They smile, I walk off.
A couple of minutes later I see quite an attractive girl standing next to a busy bar, kind of looking around giving off the vibe that she's an easy approach. I just walk in and say and start chatting her up. Her friend joins us in less than a minute. Now I'm there talking to these two girls. They are even more intrigued by me as the last one was. I get a drink. I'm not exactly deep diving them because they are asking me a ton of questions and I bask in the attention instead of focusing on the process. So I just go with the flow and let the conversation be more about me than I would normally like it to be. And how would you deep dive two girls at the same time?
The girls suggest we change venues to another bar which they say is cooler. It's about five minutes away, on a quieter side street. The bar is good. Good vibe, lots of people, stylish. The bartender pouring whiskey like it's beer, lol! One of the girls insists on buying me a drink. Boy, this is going nice! We keep on talking more outside the bar. They are getting a little competitive. Some guys show up, quite drunk, trying to hit on the girls. Not sure if they said anything disparaging about me or were being generally cocky and not really happy seeing me being cozy with those girls. Anyhow, I took it easy didn't react to them being there. One of them was a village next to the one of the girl was from and there seemed to be a rivalry between these villages so they kind of started shit-talking each other or something. That worked to my advantage obviously. I didn't have to do anything to get rid of those guys. Maybe it looked weak, I don't know, really.
Soon, though, the whole situation just crumbled. The energy petered out, the girls were saying they should go home, get some sleep, the usual story. Having neglected planning my steps and focusing on one of the girls, I had no clue now how to salvage the situation and we ended all going our ways. FACEPALM. In retrospect, I should have probably gone for the first girl somehow. She seemed flirtier and more sexual. On the other hand the second was qualifying herself more. Go figure. In any case, I probably should have started building sexual tension with either one and find a way to suggest going somewhere after the other girl left. Any tips how to handle situations like this?
It was quite late by now, I was tired as hell from the ordeal in the mountains and the night out so I headed back to the hostel...
Keep well,
Rakkum
I'm from a Northern European country myself but had come down to Spain to go hiking and climbing in the Picos de Europa range. I first make a stop in Barcelona where I hook up with two girls I've met and hooked up with before. One is from Spain, other from the Finland. In between meeting the Spanish one at around noontime and the Finnish one at around ten p.m. I have a few drinks with an ex-colleague of mine from my own country.
Now, fast forward three days back to the train. I'm on my way to León, a midsized Spanish town. It's Friday, Madrid Real is playing Juventus at the Champions League final and that means it will be pure madness on the streets if Madrid wins. So, I was excited! Alone, a no-one, a wanderer just passing by, no burden of "seeing" or "doing" the town, just being there - perfect!
So there's that, excitement. But that wasn't all, in fact I felt like a boss, more so than I had felt in a long while. Why so? On the hike up to the higher reaches of the mountains I had some bad luck and made a series of small mistakes, I lost my cool and made the situation worse by making even more and grave mistakes. I dropped my bag with most of my gear down a very steep gully, several hundred meters down, almost fell to death or serious injury and remained stranded on an isolated narrow ledge for some 20 rainy and cold hours. Fortunately, I had taken some precautions and a search party was dispatched and my ass was saved some very friendly and brilliantly competent mountain rescue guys.
Not only I was alive and jolted out of the regular humdrum existence, I was also on schedule to catch my flight and on top of that all I would get to enjoy the nightlife of León!
So these were the ingredients of my vibe: I had endured some mental and physical stress and nearly killed myself because I had lost my cool to have everything turn out pretty well.
Such a vibe does wonders to one's fundamentals. Fluid deliberate movements, not hint of jerky hurriedness in the movements. And air of self-assured cool. Something similar has happened to me once before and in my experience it wont last for long.
I got off the train and took a bus from the suburban station to the center. There was a cute girl in the bus. I didn't approach her right away but at one point went in for it and asked what's a good area in the town to go out for drinks and tapas. It was around seven or eight o'clock. I don't think I would have approached her if wouldn't have had this legitimate request. The bus ride ended before I had chance to ask her to join me for drinks later in the evening. Well, I could have stopped her outside the bus and talked a little longer but I just kind did not control the situation smoothly enough to pull it off and I let her go. Damn! At least I knew now where to go later in the evening.
I walked a little, a pretty hot chick walked by and shot a sultry look at me. Now I realized that I had a good vibe going that night. I got a cab and went to my hostel, prepared some stuff for next day (I was taking an early bus to Madrid) and got a badly needed shower. Then I set my sight to heading back to town with my "best" party attire - a pair of battered military style old-school black leather boots, red surfer shorts, a t-shirt and a jacket! I looked like an edgy "peregrino" doing that popular walk to Santiago de Compostela. But who the fuck cares, anyhow? Actually, I think this outfit and the vibe I had going only made me stand out more in the crowd and created intrigue.
I walk my back to downtown, it's around ten or eleven o'clock. I find the area where the nightlife is. Damn, the number of bars and restaurants in this not so big city! All nicely tucked into pretty a small area. So there are lots of people on the streets. I walk around for a while until I find a lively bar I like. It's packed inside and some people are standing on the street. Looks like a good place to drink and maybe meet someone. I order a drink and some tapas and scan the room whether there is a good spot to plant myself. Nope, the place is packed, so I take my stuff and go outside. There's an empty table and I'm thinking fuck it I'll just sit down here, enjoy the drink, the food, the warm night and the bustle and worry about socializing later. It's quite often I'm not in the mood to start socializing so I just hang around quietly and recede into my own mind. Interestingly, more than once it has worked out pretty well. I guess doing so takes away anxiety which comes from the need to socialize or having been seen with other people. I just don't care, and look as a bystander what is going on around me, totally still and relaxed. I think that affects the vibe your are giving off. Everybody else is quite high-energy while I'm just still. I have occasionally got some pretty obvious approach invitations of full-out flirtation from women while being that way. The downside is, in that state of mind, I'm not really proactive and low energy. So, converting that attraction to some action can be a challenge.
So I sit there, on top of my imaginary hill, enjoying the night. A group of three women plants themselves at the outside of the bar at a standing table. One of them, very cute, is throwing glances at me. I do nothing. Give her a glance back but try not to do it too much. At one point the others turn as to check out who is she checking out. I don't approach, I'm feeling so good in my own mind but also a little serious having let my mind wander off into analyzing the embarrassing fuckups from yesterday. I needed a new drink so I snapped out of it and headed towards the bar right past that set, made eye-contact with the one glancing at me, smiled and said hi and went inside to get another drink and intending to talk with her once back outside. Guess what? I get back and they are gone.
Fuck! I sit down and sip at my drink thinking I'm a dumbass pussy. I know that one must act quickly but I don't act on that knowledge. I finish my drink and leave that place, now determined to find some action. Lo and behold I see the same set in another bar. The girls who was throwing glances at me standing outside separate from the group. I walk past them so, continue for a little while do a U-turn and appear next to her with a surprised smile "oh you're here, what a coincidence!" We talk for a while. She seems into me. Asks whether I'm a peregrino or what, that she noticed me being chilling out there alone (everybody seems to go out on a Friday in Spain, everybody, but no one seems to do so alone). I ask her to come join me for drinks. She says she can't, she's out with a friend whose mom had recently died, so they were out to cheer her up. I tell I'm leaving next morning. She seemed genuinely bummed by the fact that this wasn't working out. In retrospect, I should have pushed harder here, ask her number to meet up in a couple of hour or something like that but at the moment I didn't have the mind to pull it off smoothly so I just said my goodbyes and ejected.
Walking off I see a club which looks like having a pretty good jam going on inside. The bouncer at the door looks at my boots with a frown and gesturing "no, sorry", the ticket girls looks at me somewhat perplexed. I look down at my battered boots, look back at them, break smile and say I understand. They smile, I walk off.
A couple of minutes later I see quite an attractive girl standing next to a busy bar, kind of looking around giving off the vibe that she's an easy approach. I just walk in and say and start chatting her up. Her friend joins us in less than a minute. Now I'm there talking to these two girls. They are even more intrigued by me as the last one was. I get a drink. I'm not exactly deep diving them because they are asking me a ton of questions and I bask in the attention instead of focusing on the process. So I just go with the flow and let the conversation be more about me than I would normally like it to be. And how would you deep dive two girls at the same time?
The girls suggest we change venues to another bar which they say is cooler. It's about five minutes away, on a quieter side street. The bar is good. Good vibe, lots of people, stylish. The bartender pouring whiskey like it's beer, lol! One of the girls insists on buying me a drink. Boy, this is going nice! We keep on talking more outside the bar. They are getting a little competitive. Some guys show up, quite drunk, trying to hit on the girls. Not sure if they said anything disparaging about me or were being generally cocky and not really happy seeing me being cozy with those girls. Anyhow, I took it easy didn't react to them being there. One of them was a village next to the one of the girl was from and there seemed to be a rivalry between these villages so they kind of started shit-talking each other or something. That worked to my advantage obviously. I didn't have to do anything to get rid of those guys. Maybe it looked weak, I don't know, really.
Soon, though, the whole situation just crumbled. The energy petered out, the girls were saying they should go home, get some sleep, the usual story. Having neglected planning my steps and focusing on one of the girls, I had no clue now how to salvage the situation and we ended all going our ways. FACEPALM. In retrospect, I should have probably gone for the first girl somehow. She seemed flirtier and more sexual. On the other hand the second was qualifying herself more. Go figure. In any case, I probably should have started building sexual tension with either one and find a way to suggest going somewhere after the other girl left. Any tips how to handle situations like this?
It was quite late by now, I was tired as hell from the ordeal in the mountains and the night out so I headed back to the hostel...
Keep well,
Rakkum
