2007 m. birželio 30 d., šeštadienis

Who wants to buy me? The price: one drink

It is said that Lithuanian girls are one of the most beautiful girls in the world. Or the most beautiful. It's true, we are beautiful.

But do we have brains?

I can divide my natives into two species: ones who sell their beauty and those who buy love even without noticing that.

So, Part I: the sellers

The tourism in Lithuania has been rising considerably during the past years.

British, Scandinavian, German, etc. men are pouring into our country.

Ones are looking for wifes (again, Lithuanian and Russian girls are considered to be the most caring, tender and devoted wives to their husbands. Again, it is true!).

Other foreign men come here to womanize.

Most probably, not because we are hot. The reason is, we are easily affable. You must only have money. Or pretend to have it.

What is more, you must be middle-aged, because younger men, as a rule, don't have wealth yet.

As we haven't introduced Euro yet, the intercourse of our national currency and Euro is considerable in favour for Euro. So it is not difficult for a man with low income in his country to become a man with considerable income here.

The more so, as you can have a night stand for one drink.

Yes, just for one drink!

I go clubing almost every weekend, if no private party is held. Sometimes I also attend cofee-houses and bars in working days. But I allways go there with or to meet friends.

That doesn't mean, I don't look around. Oh, yes I do...

I allways see at least one or a group of girls... as we call it, hunting...

If some elderly British (for example) gentelmen come (they allways do!), they certainly will soon be perceived sitting with those girls. And they will be perceived going out with these girls...

The price of one night -- one drink. You even don't need to sweettalk and wash brains a lot. You just have to be in your thirties, fourties or fifties and pretend to be rich.

Why do we do this? We are looking for the better life. The guarantee of this better life for as is the man from well developed European country or America, with a house and thick wallet. Neither the looks, nor personality doesn't matter.

And we are so naive to believe that the elderly gentelman we've met one night and had sex with will fall in love with us and won't dissapear in the morning.

The more naive, we believe he hasn't got a wife and children in his house...

It will be continued...

3 komentarai:

liutauras rašė...

it's not that bad. we're not that cheap. at least I rarely meet such girls. maybe our schedule is different? ;)

Anonimiškas rašė...

like in every place, everyone knows what they wants...i will go very soon to Vilnius in tourism (not sexual)and my friends always ask me about that beautiful blonde girls, who for the ocidental people, are some kind of connected with all u write there...i have not that thought, only try to discover a place with all history, nice people and bad weather!
nuno

Anonimiškas rašė...

I understand that it is good to practise English writing something, but do you really want to practise English writing this diary? Dissapointing it is, because I didn't find any words here, which goes sparkling into your head. Turime nuostabia kalba, Gabriele, pasklaidyk Vaizganta, pasigrozek nuostabiais zodziais ir labai tiksliais jausmu aprasymais, kurie taip kerta, jog galvoji - dievuliau, juk ir man taip buvo. ir aprasinek tu merginu luztancius kulniukus pilies gatvej, aprasinek sleikscius ju bucinius, kai lieka apseiletas ne tik veidas, bet ir siela, paspeliok, kaip jos jauciasi ta kita ryta, po dusu stengdamosios nakties ispudzius nuplauti - ar jos verslininkes, ar jos aukos, ar tiesiog kvailes.
jei pavyktu, dienorastis butu daug labiau skaitomas, negu parasytas tarptautine, taciau niekam neidomia kalba.