Friday 14 Feb

Had been hunting for a flat to rent in London and got one on Friday. I'm moving in a few weeks.

Maybe cause of that I was knackered but went out local anyway and did the usual tour around the bars with mates. At the third bar we went to there was a valentines disco on. When I was going in the door a girl standing there gave me a kiss. I thought this was a good sign but nothing much else happened the rest of the night.

At the last bar we ended up in I was drunk and getting weary. I approached a blonde girl and was chatting to her for a while, telling her about my London move. She seemed sober as a judge and wasn't very receptive. I tried to get her number and she said "no, but good luck in London".

Maybe it was a self-fulfilling prophecy that I didn't want to have a great night as I'm leaving soon anyway. My head is already in London.

This, is fucking amazeballs!

Well done son, congratulations.

This is a major step in the right direction for your life. Not about picking up women, that's part of it yes, but overall for your life.

Amazeballs. I'm excited for you because I was fucking buzzing when I moved to the city & I know what it feels like to make such an episodic change in ones life.

Good luck!

Thanks man. My dad and mates think I'm fucking crazy wanting to do this. I read something recently that said if you want to pickup girls, sooner or later you will want to move to a city. That's kind of where I'm at. It's a big part anyway. But anything can happen. I want to enjoy my life whatever it's made up of. But I'm more aware now that you have to go and get it...it won't come to you.

I lived in London for 4 years before but it was an awful location. I was out in the sticks, not in the city like I will be this time. And back then (7 years ago) I was scared shitless of going out in the city. Even the pigeons seemed tough! I felt relieved to move out.

And back then I couldn't talk to girls. I had no confidence with women and in general. I had loads of chances but rarely took them unless a girl threw herself at me.

Yeah , like you said, it's not just about pickup. It's about feeling the fear and doing it anyway. Going out of my comfort zone will help me to grow in confidence and that in turn will have an effect on my game.

Having an idea of what you want and then turning it into a real action is probably the most empowering feeling you can have. It's not doing it that gradually crushes your spirit. And you end up just bitching about everything not being perfect and do fuck all about it. D&D being the usual temporary escape for a lot of people. To escape from themselves.

There are so many people in that rut unfortunately. I'm no different really, I've just had enough of waiting around for life to happen.

There's also more obvious things like my logistics will be much better (good location, own place, more things to do and places to go). I know it won't be easy at first but I'm up to the challenge and know I can adapt.

Nice one dude.

I too fancy a move to a big city. Considering finances, the reason behind the move would be purely university. If I don't pull off a move to Amsterdam.


I was thinking of applying for some Scottish universities aswell for the simple reason that they get snow and lots of it. I love snowboarding and tolerate skiing. The slopes, mountains, winter sport resorts etc.. Prime location.

Fucking accent though.

Wednesday 19 Feb

So I find myself abroad again in Europe...on my own.

Was just intending to go for a meal then go back to hotel and go to bed.

But it ended up a bit of a solo sarge. It wasn't all bad. I couldn't help thinking I had a kingsize bed waiting in my hotel room.

I went out not intending to try to pull or even talk to anyone. But once I saw all the cute girls I wanted to chat them.

Different city / country speaking to girls who have english as a second language (apart from one who was from Lancashire). And realising my game gets progressively worse the more I drink.

Anyway I'll try to give an account of how the night went:

1- some looks from cute girls as I headed out to find somewhere to eat. Too hungry to think about chatting girls.

2- long stares from woman in resturaunt I was eating in. Would say she was about 40 and was with a guy who was facing away from me (maybe it was a friend or coworker). Anyway she obviously wanted to fuck me but I didn't know what to do in that situation. As they both left and walked past outside she was looking in the window at me.

3- went into a british bar called Churchills. The footie was on the TV. Two girls at the bar who had been playing pool upstairs, cutest one gave me a strong stare before they left. I didn't speak to her. I had to go to toilet and after that went out to see if I could see where they went but they were gone (why didn't I just say "where you girls off to?") felt as if I blew a chance to open.

4- went in another bar packed with guys watching the football game. Went to dance floor upstairs, really young girls there. Too young. I got looks but felt pervy. It's the cheapest bar so there's a lot of underagers in there I think.

5- Went to an all-nighter type bar I know. Lost count, but think I opened about 5 or 6 groups of girls over the rest of the night. I just went from one to the other. Some interactions were good and quite long. I recruited a wing called Jani. He was hopeless at chat and drunk. My chat wasn't great either. If they didn't show immediate attraction I was bailing. On the first approach outside that bar I got blownout by three girls and almost gave up.

My opener here is always "do you speak english?". They all answered in unison "no". I said "then how do you know what I just said?" and they ignored me. I tend to go for mexican girls here because they are shorter than I am but some of them actually don't speak much english, or at least they're not confident in conversing.

Then I thought "fuck it I'm going all out for it now". The wing saw me getting blown out by them and came over to talk and we hung out. He was a nice dude. It gave me someone to be social with in between the approaches.

The whole night was 50/50 which is good stats for cold approach I guess. Half of them ignored me or blew me out in some way and the other half were receptive and we got on well and got into good convos. I only bought two girls a drink because one of them was such a great laugh and good looking and her freind was beautiful. But they were local bar flies that could drink like fish but godd fun.

I think I asked one of them for her number but she changed the subject so as not to offend me. Either that or she didn't hear me say it.

I touched a chubby girl from lancashire I was getting on well with on the shoulder and her friends dragged her away. She was enjoying being hit on, I could tell.

One of the problems I seemed to have was never getting any of the girls isolated and so didn't get intimate or escalate in any way. Just talked until ran out of stuff to say.

Her friends even put her scarf around her neck and then put her coat over her shoulders while we weres still talking then took her away like she was a helpless invalid. I find this quite laughable now.

6- ended up talking to bunches of guys who, like me, had totally missed out on pulling any girls. I gave a cool american guy from san diego my number who said we should meet up when he comes to London. He thought london was the coolest city.

points to note

Just went around chatting girls which was the right thing to do. Some of the one's who blew me out saw me then approaching girls standing next to them and having good conversations.

I wasn't doing it to make them jelous, I just didn't care what they thought. But I noticed one cute blonde girl kept looking at me after her and her friend had blown me out. But I didn't want to get blown out a second time by them so didn't re-approach.

The best and longest interactions wer girls that had made no eye contact at all before I approached.

I didn't escalate with any girls although some seemed attracted. I think I just wanted company and maybe validation and didn't want to risk losing that when it was going well.

Couldn't imagine pulling any of them back to my hotel without isolating one. Unless it was a threesome.

How did you find yourself abroad? And where was it?
Good to hear you kept up with the approaches despite success rates.
I think the rule of thumb, is that the only girl you're going to successfully pull, needs to be as drunk or drunker than you (which generally rules me out pretty early!).
You pulled an American dude at least :P

Brussels. I go there sometimes for work stuff. There's some scumbags around but on the whole it's a friendly and social city. yeah you are right about the level of drunkenness law.

Tried tinder when I got in my hotel last night. Got two matches. One was fake I think but not a spambot. The other seems genuine but I didn't notice it until today. Pity, I could have invited her out to where I was. I sent her a message anyway. Good that it seems to work if you're in another country.

On the train heading home I got chatting to a woman sitting across the aisle from me. I noticed the ring but there was mutual attraction and we had a good flirty chat. She went back to her work but every now and again she'd look across and give me a cheeky smile.

We got off the train together at St Pancras and stood together in the passport check queue. This seemed more private to talk than on the train and we were closer together.

I asked her name. She seemed quite shocked and said "what?" I asked again and she told me. At that point she knew I was being more than just friendly. I told her it was nice meeting her and told her my name. She said "We might meet again on the train as we both travel a lot...".

That seems very unlikely to me and I guess she knew that. But I felt I presented a sexual threat and showed my intentions. I was comfortable with being that way and I'm seeing it as an improvement.

Friday 21 feb

Out tonight in my local small town. I felt more confident and relaxed than usual, maybe because of my midweek escapades abroad.

There were hot chicks about. Loads happened but a few things sticking in my mind...

The doorman at my favourite bar had a new guy partnering him. We chatted a bit then he said to the new guy (pointing to me) "Look this guy is old but he knows how to get pussy". This wasn't a piss take, it was genuine backhanded kind of compliment. But I was thinking "do I?".

He's seen me approaching a lot in there I guess and he's been impressed with my work. He did tell me that once.

After chilling for a bit in the bar I turned around and got eye contact with a blonde girl outside the bar smoking and I waved at her through the window. She waved back and I went out to chat to her.

We were getting on fine then at a certain point she said to her mate "swap?" and she went to chat to a guy she was looking at who was hovering nearby and I chatted to her mate. The blonde girl said "I need to go to the toilet". The guy said "so do I, c'mon we'll go together and took her hand" pretty smooth mate!" I thought. They came back 10 minutes later and were kissing and cuddling. He was confident in escalating but maybe he already knew her. It certainly wasn't a cold approach. But I didn't feel any jealousy I just thought nice one mate.

The blonde girls friend was much taller than me in her heels, she was an attractive mixed race Asian girl wearing a black leather mini skirt and she had the most amazing thighs. The only thing you could say was her nose was a slightly funny shape (not hooked just largish). Apart from that minor and forgivable blemish she was a solid 8 to me.

I had noticed her earlier strutting around the bar but thought I had no chance with her, because she was far too sexy. So I was really happy with the swap. But all she did was bitch about the doormen (who I know) and I got a bit bored with that so I went back inside. The drink saps my energy after a while.

I should have turned the conversation around. I fancied her so why didn't I try to pull her? Maybe I'll be more aggressive when I know I have somewhere to take them.

One of my mates had been watching this from inside and he said, "oh yeah I know her, she talks to anyone". If you've read my earlier posts you'll see that this 'mate' has been doing this to me for a long time. So I fucking let him have it tonight (verbally).

I said "I've known you as a friend here for seven months and with all these women you know in this town you have never introduced me to a single fucking one of them, not even once. Even though you know I'm looking for a woman". He said "well that's for you to do isn't it". I said "well obviously it is, mainly because you are jealous that I'm chatting them up, aren't you?".

He was quite shocked but I didn't care. It's the truth. I'm much more straight talking than I used to be. If anything he's tried to fuck me up. I'm leaving soon anyway, maybe that's why I spoke my mind.

Regretting it a bit and we'll probably patch it up tomorrow. But I had to say my piece before I leave.

I know there's a natural law that most guys will try to ruin your chances in getting a woman rather than help you. It's just the way it is.