In the company of men

I shall, and will, shamelessly constantly update this list of men whom I have interestingly encountered throughout this trip. Their lines and nationalities or whatever other details:

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1. Russian Mongolian Asian at Tesco

"Have anyone told you you looked pretty tonight?"

2. British bearded guy at the bar

"What shoe size are you?...Where did you get it?...Primark, NO WAY! (yes way, primark) NO WAY! I'm heading there to get it tomorrow..."

3. Touchy Drunk long haired guy in leather jacket on dancefloor.

"Baby...you and your friend should go dance right in the middle...*gibberish*

4. Black-white-strips. glasses curly dark haired dude who owns the hat store.

You took my picture with the rubbish bags!.. (Much later, after repeatly coming back to annoy us and when Andrea was off to the loos) She is so beautiful, I have to ask her out for drinks, you would have the time, wouldn't you? (He gave us postcards in an envelop), of Old Camden Street.

5. Cute Hunky Hongkie with a beautiful mont-blanc watch

" My friend's from Singapore and we'd probably never meet again, shall we go out for drinks after the dinner? (Of which we momentarily paused after his comment because well, Singapore is a really tiny place afterall.)"

6. Two Tunisians in Jazz bar at Paris

Firaz and i-don't-remember-his-name: " May we sit with you?" (Mind you, we were sitting on the stairs). "I really liked your company.." (and proceeded to ask about clubbing the next night)

7. Frenchman in Jazz bar

"May I have a dance?" Which I complied and then couldn't wait to pry myself away from the slow dance.

8. Frenchmen in Nice

" Would you like to join us for drinks later?" (A seperate dedicated post altogether because drinks and talk was awesome!)

9. Italian cycling past me by the beach in Nice, in which he u-turned to say stop and say Hi
"Hi..... (long pause) I'm just curious. Do you speak English? (After several polite talk), Can I see your eyes? (Which I took off my shades.) Beautiful...Beautiful. (Yar, like eyeliner running all over the freaking place.)

10. Italians at the bar in Amnesia
Flocking kisses on hands and shoulders, mumbling words I couldn't bother to concentrate to listen. "Tsk tsk tsk, Mama Mia" one guy commented as I caught him staring me up-down. (Note: It was just the clothes that made me look like I got a figure). I am one who can't multi-task, so don't annoy me when I'm trying to buy my drinks. (Gave them a mean stop sign unintentionally.)

11. Random guys that came up to us to ask to take a picture.
Heh.

12. Waiters in Ibiza all hovering around Andrea
"I still can't take my eyes off you.", "Maybe we could have drinks at Pacha later?"... And alot more that I can't remember all through dinner.

13. Tall Spanish in the dance floor at Privilege
"My friend and I were just talking about you. (With hand gestures Andrea promised to draw), (Points at me) You may be small (put two hands together, palms facing one another), but your face (drew circles around his face) is perfect (Thumbs up). Muhahahhahaha.

14. Vendor outside Privilege at Ibiza
"Cold Water?" "No thanks."
"Boyfriend?" "No."
"Father of your child?" "DEFINITELY NOT" -drea

15. Random Passerby on La Rambla, Barcelona whilst walking
"Chino, Chino. I love you."

It was a bad day, and some fellow Catalonian mother-fu**** citizen stole my bag, I was mad enough to do the unthinkable: I stopped short, let him walk past me instead of being behind me, caught his eye and gave him a damn tu-lan face that said something like "I'm ready to whack you up at this very moment."

16. Philipino-looking Asian in Sex Shop at Barcelona
"Hello, you girls speak English?"
To which we gave a blank look and shook our heads reallyyyy slowly. What a place to pick up girls, yucky ass.