Ramblings from Russia

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This should probably be three separate posts but I haven’t really had time to break them apart. I’ve made a few observations in these past weeks in Russia and they are listed in no apparent order. I suppose that this post will be a bit disjointed…

… as I’ve said again and again: you can’t go 50 yards (or meters) in Russia (or Ukraine) without seeing a dozen beautiful women. I went out from the apartment and just in a block’s distance, I saw more beautiful women than I will see in a month in a Midwest city in the US…

… the other night we went out to a nightclub and I now know what it is to be at one of the “America’s Next Top Model” after parties. I don’t think I saw a woman who wasn’t at least a 7 & the norm was 8-10. I mean drop-dead gorgeous models. If you have never been to a night club in St. Petes, Moscow, Odessa, Minsk, etc, – you’ve never really seen a room full of beautiful women…

… as my good friend from Odessa once told me, “After you are here for some time, you get ‘used to’ seeing so many beautiful women.” I am not sure if that is the case, but I can say that being in a relationship with a beautiful woman has changed me so that I don’t really care to look at other women any more. She is quite enough for me and I am happy to have her. Not that looking at other women isn’t aesthetically pleasing (it is), but I am quite content. I suppose that it is like going to the grocery after you have had a full meal. The food in the store looks nice but you’re not interested in eating any of it…

… we went to the mall and then to the grocery store and I saw three Borises in about an hour. The guy below, he was standing in line with his woman at the grocery store. She had just had a child (it was in its stroller) and she still looked hotter than most women from Mississippi. The baby was a little fussy so while he paid out, she took the kid for a stroll…

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… at the local restaurant, we saw a Boris & this guy was just oozing chubby. His woman though, she was as fit as a fiddle and she just seemed enamoured with him. When they got up to leave after they paid their bill, she jumped up on his back to get a horse ride & she seemed like she couldn’t be more in love with him…

I finally mentioned to Alana, these 3 Borises that I’d seen and she told me a story her mother had told her when she was younger. She was dating a successful man who wasn’t very good looking and when she broke it off with him, her mother chastised her saying that he was a good man. “But Mom, he’s not attractive.” To which her mother replied, “A man need only be better looking than a monkey. All else is not important.” I laughed and she thought I didn’t believer her and she said, “Honest! If you don’t believe me, you can ask my mother!”

… one morning, I suggested making some eggs and Alana kicked me out of the kitchen. ¬†She said, “It is my duty…”

… Alana was bragging to her mother how I help out by doing dishes after she cooks. Ma looked at me with a look of disdain as if to say, “Don’t be such a wimp.”

… one night, we were coming home late. I thought we might stop for dinner at a restaurant. I asked Alana, “Do you feel like cooking when we get home?” She seemed uncomfortable and said, “You’ve asked me the wrong question.” I immediately understood my mistake. This is like asking a man, “Do you feel strong?” There is no “win-win” answer. If I think she is tired, I should offer to go to a restaurant but asking her if she wants to back out of her “duty” to cook for me is like asking a man if he feels effeminate. I won’t make that mistake again…

… I watch Alana’s father. He is the antithesis of the ‘average’ American Man. He ‘knows” his proper place and takes it. He doesn’t ask permission to be a man. I’ve learned a lot just watching him and emulating him. I realize that feminism is passed father to son in America…

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