It was an early morning in May when I boarded the aircraft at Newark Airport and already I knew there was something different. It took me a few minutes to figure it out, and then I realized that what was different about this flight was the ratio of absolutely stunning women on board.
You see, I was on a flight to Santa Cruz, Bolivia. I was taking a vacation of sorts, and spending some time with my cousins in Bolivia, but secretly hoping I might get lucky with some hot Latina. Up to this point in my life, I was like every other American guy, dating women and having, frankly, not the success I wanted.
The plane I had just boarded was full of gorgeous women, and just about every one of them was displaying signs of being interested in me. When we landed in Santa Cruz, things got even worse, or I should say, better, because not only were there stunning ladies everywhere, but you would think I was Brad Pitt the way they treated me.
I ended up spending six weeks in Bolivia with my cousin. Not only did I meet hundreds of gorgeous women, but I was getting a great response from almost every woman I approached. I was putting my local cousin to shame, a guy who is known in the family as a real ladies man.
The reason I was having so much success with the ladies is because I was from the US. Even though I’m just a regular guy from New Jersey, with regular looks and a very regular bank account, these gorgeous Latina babes found me far more attractive than all the average local guys.
Latina women are not like women from the US or the UK. They’re not caught up in materialism, their job or feminism. They want more than anything else to be beautiful and feminine and to have a man they can take care of, by cooking his meals, doing the shopping, taking care of his laundry, and wearing him out in bed.
In just a few weeks in Santa Cruz I had dozens of phone numbers from local ladies-all of them gorgeous-who wanted to be my girlfriend.
Each one of the girls on my list would have been a 9 or a 10 in New Jersey, but here they’re practically average. While I was separating the two girls I had to laugh, just thinking about how in the US or the UK I would be begging for scraps from some fat girl who would be impossible to please while here in Latin America the babes were throwing themselves-literally-at me and begging to be my girlfriend!
Well, I wish I could take credit for it, but the truth is I’m the exact same guy I always was. The difference is where I was in the third world, like in Latin America, Eastern Europe or South East Asia, the women haven’t bought into all the materialism, careerism and feminism that so many women in the US and UK have bought into.
So, they are not only content being a real woman, it’s what they want most in life! They want to take care of their man, to make him happy and keep him happy! And it’s important that they stay in the best shape possible and take care of themselves so they have the best shot at getting a man.
Not only are the women different, but for the first time in my life, the numbers are working for me instead of against me. Let me give you an example:
In Latin America, a lot of the men die young due to war, violence or a tough life of hard labor. Also, many young men in their prime, leave for greener economic pastures to countries like the United States, Canada, and Australia, leaving behind millions of luckless ladies to battle fiercely over the men who stay behind. The result is that there are more available women than men and it also means the women are very needy.
Secondly, my very average salary and very average education in the US actually put me in the top 1% of all men in Latin America, Eastern Europe or South East Asia, so they see me like women in the US or UK might see Sean Connery or Tom Brady.
These factors – the greater ratio of women to men, a traditional culture where the women want to love and respect their men and take care of them, and my first-world income and education – mean that suddenly the girls are fighting for a chance to date average guys like me! All the while, American women back home wouldn’t even give me a second look!
That experience in Bolivia and the many subsequent trips I’ve made to Latin America, Eastern Europe and South East Asia, have validated my experience and conclusions. It’s not a theory, it’s a fact:
One of my buddies told me that reading this book was like having a big brother as a wingman, guiding him through every step of the process and sharing the lessons learned from years of on the ground experience.
"I want a lady that, when I get home from work, would rather kiss me than scream at me for some trivial reason like I didn’t mow the lawn. I can do without the nagging thanks. To all my fellow American men… American women are easily replaceable…go Asian, Russian, Latin, even European (except British, Italian, and French women) and you can’t go wrong. Experience is the best teacher."
"I was in the navy and I have seen the light. Women from other countries just look better and treat you better too! I didn’t pay for shit when I was overseas and I pay up the wazoo here. Any rational person can figure it out from here."
"We’ve been talking nightly since December on Skype. I taught them English, and they taught me Spanish… Read more…