As part of my job, I had to go visit an American prisoner in jail. When my male colleague stepped away for a moment, the prisoner leaned over and asked me if conjugal visits were allowed. I pulled back for a moment and asked, "Why? With whom?" He looked me straight in the eye and said, "Why not you? You look really young-- what are you-- maybe 23 or 24?" Although I was grateful to him for knocking off a few years, I thought. "Wait-- what is this guy in for?" Hold on-- I think he is a pedophile!
Oh my God. Blonde hair, big blue eyes, petite....I reminded him of a little girl!
Looking him straight in the eye, I replied: "I'm sorry, sir, but I will only speak and visit with you in an official capacity."
Looking me straight back, he said, "Ok..well, can I at least have your phone number?"
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
The Bedouin
I had a passionate affair with a Bedouin. Yes, a real Bedouin. A member of the Alameen Bedouins, to be exact. And there was a geniune connection. We met at Petra, and I flew back to Amman to be with him again and see if there was really anything there. And there was. What could be more perfect for me than a professional nomad? He was confident, and gentle, and sweet. Everyone in Petra knew him and liked him. He was kind, and honest, and insisted on hosting my two girlfriends and me...even when we knew that he had spent a half day's wages to do it. He accompanied us, and the looks of the men turned from leering to respect. He gave me a beautiful Bedouin silver necklace with a teardrop design, that I in my selfishness thought he expected payment for. But it was merely a token of affection from a man to a woman.
The Man from Crete
There once was a man from Crete
Who wasn't very discrete
He lived in two nations
And had two "situations"
And still his black book wasn't complete!
Who wasn't very discrete
He lived in two nations
And had two "situations"
And still his black book wasn't complete!
CSI Guy
It's fun to date a man who looks like your favorite TV character from CSI: Miami (Alex) and happens to have the same profession as he does, too (criminal investigator). My friends called him CSI guy. Note to self: Don't ever date a man you meet at a casino, even (and especially if) you are out with friends on a girls' night out.
Gilberto
I heard from Gilberto last night. He was the Argentine who rocked my world and my last few months in the Mediterranean. In his words, about me, there was a before, and there was an after, and it hasn't been the same since. Our first date was dancing, our second date ended with a chaste kiss in the parking lot, and our third date lasted from Saturday night to Monday morning. As Gilberto himself said, we have skin chemistry.
The Daring Dating Adventures of an American Expat Lady Overseas
Ever wondered what it's like to be abroad dating? Or just A Broad Dating? Is it enticing? Exotic? Many stories are written about men who date overseas...but what about the women? What about women who celebrate being single and enjoy it? These are the chronicles of a 30-something woman living the expat lifestyle and enjoying the finer (and not so finer) things in life that the world has to offer.
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