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American Women Studying In Europe Are Unbelievably Easy I'm a 25-year-old carpenter living in Rome, and I don't mind telling you that I get all the action I can handle.
I'm not all that handsome or well-dressed, and I'm certainly not rich.
They tell you what's on the menu and what you should try.
(If it wasn't for a certain young man in Milan, I never would have discovered fusilli a spinaci et scampi.) And the whole time, they're looking deep into your eyes, like you're the only woman on the entire planet. Then, after a moonlit stroll along the waterfront and a kiss in the doorway of their artist's loft, you find yourself unable to—well, I'll leave the rest to your imagination.
All you have to do is go up to them, act a little shy and say, "Whould hyou like to go with me, Signorina, for a café?
" I actually have to thicken up my accent a little, but they never, ever catch on.
I just didn't want to type out every constituent nation of the EU.
They know the whole history of the cities in which they live—who the fountains are named after, who the statues are.
In fact, my Italian countrywomen could take me or leave me.
But that's just fine, because Rome gets loads of tourist traffic, and American co-eds traveling through Europe are without a doubt the easiest lays in the world. I'm not sure why, but there's something about the accent that opens a lot of doors.
Once, just for the hell of it, I told a psychology major from the University of Maryland that a public staircase was part of the Spanish Steps, which she'd never even heard of.
Another time, I told this blonde from Michigan State that the public library was the Parthenon, and she cooed like I'd just given her a diamond.