Around the World in 80 Girls: The Epic 3 Year Trip of a Backpacking Casanova Read Free Page B

an extremely hot girl who had travelled a lot in South East Asia. We went for a drink but I couldn’t keep a fun conversation going with her and things died out fast. I realized this was my major weak point. I was a typical boring beta male with bad traits like neediness and nice behavior. Nice guys don't get laid. Ever notice how all the hot girls keep complaining about guys they got laid with who turned out to be an asshole? You could be that guy!
    It was the week before New Year’s Eve 2008/2009 when I found out that most of my few friends were staying at home with their girlfriends and children. I was looking at two options: sit at home alone like some pathetic loser or man up and do something about it.
    Two days before New Year’s I jumped in my car at seven in the morning with only a small backpack and some food. It was minus twelve degrees Celsius outside and my wiper fluid was frozen because I was too cheap to buy some decent anti-freeze fluid. Half the ride I couldn’t see a damn thing and was driving on the German autobahn, the only highway in the world where you can drive as fast as you want. I drove for eight hours straight to Prague in the Czech Republic. I parked my car in a sketchy underground garage and after a while found a hostel.
    Those were the best three days of my life to date. I met lots of people of all nationalities and enjoyed hanging out with them, especially thanks to Jonathan, the Peruvian-Norwegian guy who got me involved in most of the activities. He’s still a friend and visits me from time to time.
    On New Year’s Eve I was dancing, kissing and touching a big-boobed Singaporean girl all night. I didn’t get the Singapore flag, but I still had one hell of a time in Prague. I mean, I’d never stayed in a hostel before and suddenly there were hot nineteen-year-olds walking around in their underwear in front of me. Lots of people were asking if I had Facebook, which wasn’t very popular in Holland at the time. I quickly set up an account and got fifteen friends instantly.
    From this moment on I was certain what was really missing in my life: Fun and Adventure. I couldn’t believe how it was pretty much normal for every European or Australian college student to go abroad and have lots of fun. How much had I missed out all of those years? 
    When the company I worked for finally went bankrupt, 125 people lost their job and I was the only one kind of happy about it. This was my chance and my excuse. I figured that if I could backpack alone for three days and have fun, I could also do it for three years.  Apparently a decent three days in Prague didn’t keep me from being clueless; it never occurred to me that Prague would be a walk in the park compared to what I was about to experience.
    My last few months at home, I was anxious to leave it all behind and saw only the negatives of staying any longer in this adventureless life. My friends were not going out much anymore because they already had girlfriends and children. And if I went out with one of them, we basically stood around and watched other people have fun, downing a few beers and/or being too stoned to even talk to girls. We had fun but together as buddies, not with girls. Sometimes we were so zombified by the insanely strong Dutch weed that if we started speaking to each other, it felt like we were coming out of another dimension. Like someone just violently woke you up in the middle of the night. Needless to say, I wasn’t at all successful at getting girls.
    A few weeks later I started dating a nice but pretty plump girl. I met her online, the way I met most girls back then. My “girlfriend” was fat but had some huge melons and could give hella blowjobs. I guess she was hungry all the time. Coming out of a long dry spell, I was fine with it. She was five years younger than me, had her own place and was a pretty good singer and guitar player. I like it when girls sing for me. She tried to teach me to play guitar but after a