When Undergaro walked in, Maria got a quite unexpected shock.
“Literally like the last 17 or 18 years of us fighting [to be] together, and me defending her as best I could…It reminds me just how much I do love you, and although I said that this isn’t a proposal, I want to ask you something, Would you make me the happiest man on earth and would you marry me?
These guys have great rapport game in that you feel comfortable with them quickly.
Funny thing is that I thought my mom was just hating on me when I was teenager by saying I was “cold” like my dad, but she’s absolutely right—compared to the average Turkish man I’m robotic and boring.
Foreign girls are his best shot at getting laid at all, and the cheapest option for him is to take a bus to a Turkish resort and go full retard on foreign girls. Most are with their families or boyfriends, and the ones you see at night tend to be older than 30 (Turkish spinsters, I imagine).
Your best shot at approaching younger Turkish girls in Alanya is during the day, when they are allowed by their parental units to take short trips to the store, but since she is lodging with her family, you have small odds at isolating her at night.
That makes me wonder if Turkey is a backup plan for white women who can’t compete in their own lands.