TR : becoming single in Germany.
So I guess it's gonna be time for a TR.
Just for some background, was in a LTR for 2 years or so, moved to Germany to be with the girl. We broke up not long ago. I decided to stay cause I love it here. I am French, 26 y.o, quite decent looks I guess, dress extremely well, and French style (scarves, long hair, you name it). Former high school dork, but went pretty strong without really trying in the last 5 years or so. Not super good at cold approaching girls at all, but very much at my advantage when I get introduced / meet friends of friends etc. I need to work on cold approaching for sure though.
So two weeks after breakup it was my birthday and I decided enough of emo-****, time to get something going. Organized a party with some friends on a "platz" outside, with lots of wine. Lots of people sitting around, pretty hip crowd actually, some students. Some girl comes for a cigarette, notices my heavy French accent and starts talking to me. She invites me to get some champaign with her and her friends (two) and I say I will come by later with it being my birthday and all my friends being there for me. But after a while my friends who know about my recent breakup push me there, and we hang out for a while. She's with some Russian girl, who's like pimping her out which is funny. There is another guy but he's very quiet and it is not too hard to be the center of attention.
So at some point there are like ok let's listen to some music, and obviously we break off. Go back to lay on the grass, and after five minutes we are discussing German guys and how shy they often are. She says "yeah sometimes both want to **** but nobody moves" which comes down to handing me out a ticket to poundtown. But then the unthinkable happens and we start making out but she is like the worst kisser ever, there is no chemestry, and it is horrendous. She is just all out with her tongue, pretty gross. Now I am generally picky and all, but at that point I just want to get laid, just by pride. Some more making out ensues, and it pretty much gets worse. So I start to make my case that we should hop in a taxi and go to my place, cause at that point I just want to get it in, taking a lexomil and doze off, and I see some kind of hesitation in her eyes, and I start to be a douche and to make fun of her. She's like "that's all too soon". At that point I am not willing to fight for it, moreover considering the terrible making out action, so I just make jokes, stupid idea looking back.
She goes to the toilets and tells me to wait there, I hand her 5 euros to buy me new smokes, but then she turns back, gives me back the 5 euros saying that there is no vending machine and goes away. Well at that point I am pretty drunk but after what seems to be quite a while I am still alone, so I decided to hop in a cab and make my way home. Seems likely that she fled somehow, and well I can understand.
So that's pretty sour, but at least I got in some kind of action and that is exactly what my self confidence needed.
On Wed it is time to hit the club. I am not helped because I am with some really lame colleagues being dork and no girls, so I make my way alone to some indie rock room, start dancing and truly enjoying myself. Keep having eye contact with a cute petite brunette, so I approach her. We start speaking in German, cause her english is actually worse than my german. We go outside to chill in the Biergarten, and she's really pretty. She's a pyschologist for autistic children, which is pretty cool. We make out for a bit and she's getting touchy, but then her friends are leaving. She makes me put my number in her phone and calls me. Next day she sends me a long winded text that she has a boyfriend with whom she has an open relationship cause he lives abroad, so that we won't be dating or anything but that's she's DTF. I high five my teddy bear, and next weekend she's staring at my Kandinsky repro behind my bed Amazing sex and really cool girl, we meet once every 10 days or so, she's cute and cuddly and then we sleep together, which is actually cool with me. What's even better is that it is hard to communicate, so we can't even talk all that much. Perfect deal.
Then few days later I go out to some pub with some colleagues. Some colleague's GF has brought a friend. Sober she's a 6.5 at best, but as mojitos go down I star to take interest in her breast (she's fit though). Some other girls come to speak to me but they are halfway fat, my German colleagues are chatting about all the girls are coming to the French guy, so I get some serious street cred and I see her checking me out. She knows she's getting it. Then the group breaks off and I am in a new bar with two colleagues and she's still there. I take her outside and go to kiss her and she dodges. And almost start crying, that she's just out of a long relationship and that her self-confidence is shot etc. Again I would normally not deal with that **** moreover that she's a 6.5 or something, but I just cannot help staring at her boobs and how they will look when I pound her from behind, so it is time to suck it up and go the extra mile. After some more chatting I kiss her in the neck, and she's shivering and what not, so WHILE doing this I just raise my hand to get a cab that's passing by and decide to take the coinflip. She says something like "I am not this kind of girl" and I reply "ok Ill take you to dinner this week, but let's **** now". She finally hops in, and the taxi driver comments "viel spass" (spurious will understand) as we get out. Sex was actually pretty good, but I kind of forget to put a rubber on. In the morning she's feeling bad about the whole thing so she's like "yeah I am going to go now", so I just ask her if she takes birth control and upon her positive answer fall back asleep. We banged one more time after that in a party but I don't think I am going to see her again.
Then I went to watch football in a public viewing, and I had my French jersey on, some girl with a German outfit asked me for a picture together. It was in a big biergarten in the middle of a huge park, so after a chain of pretty standard elements (buying her a bier - exchanging scarves - discussing my German accent - touching her leg) we are making out in said park, and she's on the top of me, my hands all over but she's like "stop", so I do. She then proceeds to tell me that she is a good girl and wants to date and all and I say "yeah right", but she actually is serious about it (lamesauce), so I take her number for good form and set off. She texts me the day after asking if I want to go to the movies and I just don't answer. Going to the movies is so lame!
Conclusion : German girls are cool, easy to speak to and quite relax. I think a lot of German guys are somewhat shy and afraid to be flirtatious which makes it somewhat easy for me even with my limited game. Besides I can always get away with it, in the worst case they just shrug it off as "me being French" and generally appreciate it. They may quite not get the concept of "dating" (as in non excusive relationship) by the looks of it (had a few opportunities where this was the roadbloack) but this may just be sample size. Definitely got over the break up and ready to conquer the world!
Got some more stories for a later TR but they dont involve Germany girls.