This past week I went to Sweden and Finland. It was a very worthwhile and enriching experience. Before I went, I messaged around 20 couch surfing girls in Sweden, and 8 of them responded and agreed to meet up for a drink or coffee! 2 of them even sent me multiple messages. They were decently cute so I decided to correspond with these 2 chicks and plan to meet up with them.
Stockholm is a beautiful city made up of mostly islands. I stayed at Gamla Stan, the old town. I was there for a work related conference so I had to take the subway to the conference everyday. The first evening there I wandered around and headed to this roof top bar with a great view of the city. I casually opened conversation with this tall girl, and it turned out she's from Latvia and she was here for the conference too. I know she's dirt poor so I bought her a drink. She was staring me in the eye the whole time, then knocked her drink off, and started touching my leg to wipe it off even though there was no water on my leg. I thought she was DTF, but then her friends grabbed her because they are all staying at the same house. I probably should have made a more aggressive move etc., but excuses, excuses.
So I arranged to meet one of the couch surfer girls the next night, but she stopped responding. Around 5-6 pm I wandered around Gamla Stan and hit up these Italian girls who also happen to be part of the congress. They were excited to talk to me and asked me to join them in sight seeing. It was cool, but I didn't think I would make too much of a headway following 2 girls. (negativity/ self-sabotage maybe). I have pulled where I stuck with 2 girls the whole night until one girl left and told me to take care of her friend. But at the last minute, the couche surfer girl called me wanted to meet up.
It turned out she was Dutch, not Swedish, but fairly cute, a bit too tall, 5'11- 6'. We hung out, talked, had dinner. She's only been in Sweden 11 days. We walked around the city, and then went for a drink. Everything felt very platonic, and it was then I realized the fallacy of the high response rate from couch surfers. Even though it's obvious that they don't have boy friends that's why there are hanging out with a guy, but if it a platonic tone from the beginning, then it will be harder to change the vibe of the interaction. I did my best to be flirtatious. Eventually I put my arm around her. After 2 drinks, I crab hold of her hand, talking more personal stuff, looked her in the eye and went for the kiss. She was quite into it. But my god damn bladder. I had to pee, and when I came back her roommate had texted her wondering if she is still alive. Anyway we made out some more. I grabbed her hand and headed out. I walked her to my hotel, made out some more in the elevator, but then she started having second thoughts. I took her to my pitched dark room, took off her jacket, and started making out. But after 5 minutes she said, "I don't know what your expectations are..blah, blah. Then she said she needed to go." I walked her to the subway stop, and she still wanted to make out some more, but that was that.
The 4th day I met with the other couch surfing girl for lunch. She was a redheaded Swede. I think she would have agreed to meet up the night before at 10pm, but maybe I just don't have the killer instinct. Alternatively, if the tone of the e-mail messages hinted at DTFness I would have tried to meet her at night. Anyway she kept staring at me in the beginning as if she had never seen an Asian guy lol. It was cool. We talked a lot about cultures and kept in touch through facebook.
Later that day I went on the cruise from Stockholm to Helsinki. The cruise was kind of ghetto. There must be a higher class cruise. I chatted up 2 Finnish girl on the boat, danced with one of them. I danced with another Finnish girl later that night, but neither girl was drinking and DTF.
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