Jason of Dystopia wrote:I found Czech and Slovakian (white) women much different than American women. The contrast was so interesting, I had something akin to what they call "yellow fever" for Czech women. Let's call it "bohemian fever."
Maybe I will flush this out and make it a topic.
My Czech lady friend was the experience of a lifetime. I have never, ever, been with someone so sweet and nice with such a pleasant personality. She even outdoes my fav#1 whom I did consider marriage material.
She was just so pleasant to be around. She was also very thoughtful and considerate while also being strong willed when she wanted her way.
I was much sadder about her moving on than getting divorced. She also made the point many times that Czech women are far less status conscious and less money hungry than russian women...but I put that down to the fact she knew I was dating fav#1 at the same time and she knew she was competing for my attention.
It was not all of them for sure. I met a number of her czech friends and some of them were quite short with me by comparison....perhaps because they were jealous...who knows. But that woman will be in my mind the rest of my life. What a nice gift to give a man.
And, indeed, the nicest memory is actually a dinner. It was the day Germany played England in the 2010 world cup and the germans won 4 to 1. The germans were very happy. We were staying in the villa kennedy. It was one of those perfect summer evenings. So I asked the restaurant to bring our meal to our balcony and we sat and talked over the music the celebrations in the cool evening air.
We must have spent nearly 4 hours over dinner and drinks just talking. I had to fly back to london in the morning so I needed to be up at 7am....at about 11pm she looked at her watch and was taken by surprise at the time. She commented that she had never, in her life, enjoyed just sitting and talking to someone like that for so long. And I had enjoyed it too.
We had swapped many stories of our childhoods and growing up...our hopes...our dreams.....she is a woman who really had the art of conversation down pat....even if some of it was sad. She had a sad family situation which is why she talked about happier times more than most.
For me it does not matter so much the colour and the language.....its the good heart that matters.