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Having just checked into the Hotel Rus in Kiev, I had to stop for a moment as I rested my weary body on the beautifully made bed, and consider just what the heck I was doing here in Ukraine of all places, thousands of miles from home, and hundreds of kilometers deep inside this once so mysterious and faintly dreaded territory. Was I seriously looking for looking for love in all the wrong places, including, now, the Evil Empire?
I had to arranged to join a “romantic vacation” trip that had promised the opportunity (if not the certainty) of meeting a beautiful, exciting, new mate from Ukraine, one that guaranteed me, if nothing else, an adventure I’d never forget. Well, for the expense of money and effort it had taken to get me over here, I was determined to get to talk to a sexy, exotic woman, and at least have a story to impress my tavern buddies with.
As the hour approached for the initial “meet and greet” period down at the banquet hall, I determined to give it my all – to meet someone new that I had never even dreamed of meeting, and to learn something about a woman who came from a culture so very different from my own that I may as well have been meeting a luscious green toned Star Trek hottie. I must confess that the shock of the new and foreign has always gotten my internal motor roaring up to speeds uncharted, and this certainly had to rank as my riskiest stunt yet.
The hour came, and I strode into the banquet hall with the rest of the doctors, lawyers, dentists, screenplay writers, and assorted career minded men who had simply never had the time or the opportunity to meet a lady worthy of their aspirations and goals. I, too, had longed in vain for many years to meet a woman who was my intellectual equal, one who shared my dreams of voyaging to new places and learning new ways of being fascinated with the life we could share.
To make a long story short, within a few days, I had found her. Svetlana was a beautiful, leggy, blonde, 24 years of age, university educated, and with perfect English to boot! I’ve now spent 12 precious years with her, and I laugh at narrow minded, provincial fools who keep plugging away at the romance game as if there were still a prize to be found at the bottom of the box if they only dig deep enough. To them, and to you, I can only say: the world is a wide, wonderful place, and love isn’t always found at the end of your city block. Get out of your zip code and find what’s waiting for you!
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