Comments on: Anticipation of Expatriation http://www.expat-chronicles.com/2008/04/anticipation-of-expatriation/ Wed, 10 Mar 2010 21:34:50 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: Marc in Peru http://www.expat-chronicles.com/2008/04/anticipation-of-expatriation/comment-page-1/#comment-144 Marc in Peru Sat, 10 Jan 2009 07:22:13 +0000 http://expatchronicles.wordpress.com/?p=3#comment-144 There is alot to be said for welcoming new challenges and experiences. It is that sense of fearlessness one achieves when conquering all that is new and difficult. At least that was my experience when I took the bull by the horns the 1st time so to speak in traveling abroad. And yes I too felt Sydney held very little appeal for me to stay. I had worked since age 15, but there was always this feeling of emptiness, especially compounded when hitting the bar scene at the tender age of 17 in Australia, it only helped solidified my resolve to yearn for something better. I can count on one hand all the times my experiences in Sydney's nitelife met with my approval with stimulating moments. Many are similar to your dickhead nights out you describe, my mates starting up trouble because of the lack of good women or perhaps the disdain at seeing so many sexy yet pretentious tarts drinking up free rounds from guys only for the relentless coaxing of their egos by testosterone filled meatheads with zero chance of scoring. I really never bought that reality one iota, I inherently knew women are meant to be less superficial and more welcoming than this, otherwise how have we survived as a species up until now with so much fluff and needless posturing. I had a moment of clarify once upon a time at 18 when I met a small group of 4 Brazilian tourist they seemed really nice and I remember one comment from them that stuck with me when I asked them why they were always so upbeat and friendly. They just told me like it was common knowledge, that its harder and more difficult to comprehend this stiff upper lip english way of doing things, it makes more sense to make alot of friends, not less. And their "why spoil a good time by having a bad one" attitude. Not to mention Delgado's irreverence to one of the brasilian girls called Fernanda, who at the end of the night I discovered was his distant cousin. He would tease and joke at her sometimes making her dance the samba for our own amusement. I was sold on their lifestyle, their ideology towards life in general. And happy to have met Diego and Fernanda plus the other 2 girls in his entourage. Ah well maybe I should write my own blog about how Diego's constant open playful badgering of Fernanda to sleep with me payed off in me becoming a latino by heart from that day forth. There is alot to be said for welcoming new challenges and experiences. It is that sense of fearlessness one achieves when conquering all that is new and difficult. At least that was my experience when I took the bull by the horns the 1st time so to speak in traveling abroad.

And yes I too felt Sydney held very little appeal for me to stay. I had worked since age 15, but there was always this feeling of emptiness, especially compounded when hitting the bar scene at the tender age of 17 in Australia, it only helped solidified my resolve to yearn for something better.

I can count on one hand all the times my experiences in Sydney’s nitelife met with my approval with stimulating moments. Many are similar to your dickhead nights out you describe, my mates starting up trouble because of the lack of good women or perhaps the disdain at seeing so many sexy yet pretentious tarts drinking up free rounds from guys only for the relentless coaxing of their egos by testosterone filled meatheads with zero chance of scoring.

I really never bought that reality one iota, I inherently knew women are meant to be less superficial and more welcoming than this, otherwise how have we survived as a species up until now with so much fluff and needless posturing.

I had a moment of clarify once upon a time at 18 when I met a small group of 4 Brazilian tourist they seemed really nice and I remember one comment from them that stuck with me when I asked them why they were always so upbeat and friendly. They just told me like it was common knowledge, that its harder and more difficult to comprehend this stiff upper lip english way of doing things, it makes more sense to make alot of friends, not less. And their “why spoil a good time by having a bad one” attitude. Not to mention Delgado’s irreverence to one of the brasilian girls called Fernanda, who at the end of the night I discovered was his distant cousin. He would tease and joke at her sometimes making her dance the samba for our own amusement. I was sold on their lifestyle, their ideology towards life in general. And happy to have met Diego and Fernanda plus the other 2 girls in his entourage.

Ah well maybe I should write my own blog about how Diego’s constant open playful badgering of Fernanda to sleep with me payed off in me becoming a latino by heart from that day forth.

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