Its uni holidays and I needed an escape from this wintery city, to get away from the daily grind and routine and enjoy some sun, beach and inject a bit of fun back into my life so I decided to head North to tropical Queensland for a few days. I've hardly explored my own country, I guess I've never really had a strong desire to, it's always been overshadowed by far more exotic destinations, but lately I've just had a compelling urge to see what all the fuss is about.
Now I can't do hotel rooms or resorts, not that I could afford one any. When I'm traveling solo, if I was holed up in my own quarters I'd be bat shit crazy with boredom in a matter of minutes. I don't see the point of traveling somewhere only to spend all your time ordering room service. I want to be meeting people. So I found a few decent hostels instead. Much more my scene. I think hostels are an amazing way to travel for anyone, not just young party animals. They have a way of removing social barriers, everyone is approachable, everyone is there precisely because they want to be meeting people. You don't need a reason to talk to anyone, you just say 'hi' and launch into hours of flowing conversations and laughter. My best friends in the whole world I haven't seen in over 2 years now, they live 1000s of kms away from me, but we met, and bonded in hostels.
Anyway this is going way off topic so lets get on with it. I had an amazing sleep in, waking up without a care in the world, sun shining in through the window. I head down to the kitchen and start frying up my bacon and eggs breaky. I notice this tall skinny blonde chick out the corner of my eye, she looks exactly as one would after crawling out of bed, messy hair, wearing a loose singlet a size too big for her draping her torso.
Me: Hi
T: Hi
Me: What's your name?
T: T, that bacon smells amazing.
Me: I live off this stuff, what you got?
T: Got my strawberries, yogurt and oats
Me: Mmm sounds healthy.
T: I'm going to eat outside, come join me
Me: Cool I'll be there in a sec.
She lives a couple of states away from me and just had the same idea as me, she wanted to check out her own country so headed off on a solo trip around the North coast and is on her last days of travel.
I had plans to do very little that day, I met a Dutch chick the night before who I was semi keen on but didn't make much progress with, but invited her to come to the beach with me anyway, so I invited T to come with us if she wasn't doing anything else. She agreed. I hadn't made up my mind as to whether I wanted to seduce this chick yet, but I liked her, and wanted t hang with her anyway, and having the Dutch chick who I'd already have a less than subtle crack at might be useful.
We spent a few hours at the beach and got along amazingly well, I really started to feel a strong attraction to this chick, we had a hell of a lot in common and just seemed to connect on a lot of levels. She invited me to go out with her to watch the her team playing in the footy at the pub that night.
She said she was gonna try to meet up with her dorm roomie, but wanted to go grab a bite to eat first so we had a quick dinner and chatted more, picking up conversation threads from earlier in the day. After dinner as we started walking down to the pub I threw my arm around her over her shoulders, no resistance from her. In fact she came further into my personal space. After a few hundred metres she puts her arm around me
We got to the pub and located her friend, and turns out he's from the same city as me. During this time I found it quite difficult to escalate with her, but I chose not to panic or make any un-calculated mistakes. I just played it out and enjoyed myself. Walking back to the hostel, I reassumed my position with my arm around her once again, this time however she didn't reciprocate, and I detected that she was walking with a bit of pace. I may have read this as being uncomfortable, perhaps due to my lack of escalation? Anyway, I knew I had to make a move, or I'd be in trouble, I knew she was tired and would wanna go to bed shortly after getting back, and it would be difficult resuming the seduction the next day from where I left off. I know that sometimes I struggle with making a kiss seem like a natural 'event', and I don't think I did particularly well this time either, nonetheless, I went for it and she was into it.
Me: Stopping just before the front gate of the hostel 'I wanna do something spontaneous.'
T: Yeh?
Me: Turning her to face me whilst keeping my arm around her, I pull her in and I could already see in her eyes that she'd been waiting for me to do this.
We kissed for about 30 secs and she says, 'Good decision'.
We lock hands and walk in, I lead her over to a hammock, I lay down and she lays in it next to me, curled up in my arms and she embraces me. Fucking awesome. We laid there for about an hour, kissing occasionally, just taking each other in, enjoying the ambience. I questioned whether asking her to marry me would have been in appropriate.
She's just bangin! Nothing short of an amazingly hot, intelligent and loving chick. As close to a 10/10 gets for me.I feel that escalating any further, going for a root would have severely disrupted the flow. It just didn't feel right, and I was more than content just being in her presence, being energised by her touch, and I suspect she felt exactly the same.
The following day I was out for most of the day check ing out rain forests and remote beaches, but when I returned and saw her, went up to her and gave her a very public kiss in the middle of the kitchen/dining area, she reciprocated.
That night we spent the night together in my room, but again, sex just didn't feel like it had any place on the agenda. I just wanted to be in her presence. We both just knew that there was no rush for it to happen, even though we live over 1000km away from each other, we'd see each other again, we wanted to, and then, things would progress.
The following day we were both flying out, back to our respective home cities, we spent the morning walking around the town together, talking life, health, politics, travel, cars, careers, and when we'd see each other again.
When I landed, I messaged her saying 'Home, wet and cold
Let me know when you land safely.' I think this came from a place of weakness/fear, in hindsight, I wouldn't have sent that message. I didn't get a response. I've messaged her regarding coming to visit me since then, and no response yet.This chick left a hell of an impression on me, very difficult to shake her from my thoughts and judging from the things she was saying the feeling was mutual. In reality, I don't really think there's a huge chance of anything happening between us and maybe she's choosing to embrace that possibility. We've both got pretty committed lives in our own cities.
Anyway, I wont be making another attempt to contact her again, she's got my number, and I'm sure I've made it blindingly obvious to her how I feel. So I'll just leave it at that and up to her.
In any case, I picked up a fucking bangin' chick. My first pick up in a fair while. Regardless of what happens next, I feel like a lot of personal barriers were shattered. I picked up a BANGIN' chick, my 10/10. It's proof that I sell myself way too short with women. I feel inspired, and incredibly fulfilled.