Welcome to the Land of Khaan

The Great Khan

Mongolia has always been a country that has fascinated me way back to my early childhood when i had to present a project on the great Chinggis Khan. So when i was given the opportunity to go work in this great country, I swallowed it up whole.

But i have to reverse a year or two ago, I read the Naughty Nomad’s review of Ulaan Baator and at the time was highly disappointed  Fast forward to when i accepted the position, I immediately thought of his article (Link Below) and i was hoping it wasn’t true, and that he had just had a fluke of a bad time.

Now that i’ve been here a reasonable amount of time (over a month) i can honestly say that i’m glad his article is only mostly right. His facts of the place is spot on, this place isn’t like anywhere you’ve ever experienced  the girls are bar none some of the best in the world, beer is only $2 and the Gran Khan Irish Pub does serve some pretty good food. But that’s where the similarities end in my personal experience.

There are only two people that matter in this country, Chinggis Kahn and Sukhbaatar, remember that.

Let’s start with the daily life. Traffic in UB is absolutely chaotic, throw in a few inches of snow and you have a living nightmare, it is surprising to see the shear amount of high priced cars rolling around as well as the lack of vehicular accidents, i’d say about 95% of cars don’t even have a dent in them. All this makes crossing roads one hell of a sport. Usually you take it one lane at a time with cars, trucks and buses passing by at mere centimeters from you. The first few day this really makes your adrenaline pumping. Food is generally good if you stay with my western cuisine restaurants. Although Mongolian cuisine isn’t bad, it does get some getting used to if you aren’t into eating horse, tongues or livers. That being said most of the downtown area, especially south of Sukhbaatar Square, is pretty expat friendly and it is where you’ll find most of the western cuisine restaurants. Service in restaurants can be lacking, you really have to go old school and wave over the servers, though the service you do get is good, and food generally take a while to get to you, so plan on being there a while and downing a good 2 beers before you food arrives. Though meals are cheaper than what you are used to, prices have still risen by 60% since 2007 which is generally really expensive for the locals.

The city has a great mix of Traditional, Soviet and Western Architecture and seeing it all come together is kind a unique experience. Though there are a few things to look out for in UB. Avoid man holes at all costs, locals steal man hole covers to bring the metal to the scrap yard for cash, the holes can then get filled with rain water and if you aren’t watching out, down you go, or also the covers can just give way and again, down you go. Avoid taking taxis, there are just one good company in the city that wont try to rip you off and i forget the name of the company. The rest will try their hardest to screw you and most don’t have meters to keep track. But as a general rule if they ask you to pay anything close to 20,000T or more they are ripping you off. Never take the bus…. lots of pick pockets on the buses. Watch where you keep your money, there are a lot of pick pockets in town and they are resourceful and feisty. A girl i know was taking the bus and she kept the zipper buckle of her purse close to her and in few at all times, the pickpocket was still able to open the “non openable” side of her purse and steal her wallet. If you see someone being pick pocketed, keep you mouth shut, warning the person he’s is about to get mugged is a sure way to get to the hospital. Different pickpocket gangs work different districts of the city, the cops know about all this but there is hardly anything they can do about it, or just wont do about it. Stay away from stray dogs… there are a ton of stray dogs and a lot of them have rabies. Also, stay away from the Russian district… this one is self explanatory.

Ya, that’ll save you

Let’s move on to the night life. The Orange bar…. well not much to say about this one, go there if you want to see boobs. The Grand Khan is definitely the expat hangout of choice and gets pretty lively at nights, i’ve had no problems going there alone and just meeting, sitting and drinking with random groups of people, expats and nationals alike. Though you’ll find most expats at the GK, there is still a good amount of local girls that frequent this pub as well. There is a nightclub in the basement of the Central Tower downtown just south, i was there for a bit but quickly left as it’s really not my style. Though if you are into that kind of thing, i’m sure you’ll enjoy yourself. Casablanca’s is another expat hot spot, it just isn’t happening there anymore. But it has some of the best pizza in town.

This is called having 30 Human Power

As for girls, i’ve never been into asian girls, but Mongolian girls aren’t just asian girls. They have a great a great mix to them and quite a bit of diversity in their body and facial characteristics. Some lean more towards a white, Russian look with a nice sprinkle of asian while other do look more Chinese. But there is a great variety of skin tone and hair, from the frizzy to the straight. What they all have in common though is their big high cheek bones. There are also no really fat or obese girls here. Some of the fattest girls i’ve seen are a western chubby at most. Though this doesn’t automatically make them all beautiful, just the odds are there. I have found them all to be really open and approachable with complete lack of a bitch shield. My best most successful pick up line here, “Hi.” And thats everywhere, the bar, the store, the street… they are all more than happy to chit chat with you. They do err on the side of caution and take about a week to really warm up to you, but when they get there they are more than willing to knock boots with you. Getting laid here isn’t hard at all. A part of that might be due to hypergamy as expats here make considerably more than the nationals and are generally in the positions of power. The women here haven’t been ruined by the bowels of feminism yet. For them feminism is going out and smoking pot or smokes as the older generation women look down upon that kind of behavior. They keep themselves up and take pride in their appearance, as well, they are surprisingly fashionable. They are pretty submissive, subservient and very feminine. They are the best Asia has to offer.

The men here to get jealous of you hitting on their women, they are kind of over protective that way. But generally speaking i haven’t had any issues with any of them and they usually are pretty friendly.

The people in rural Mongolia are even more friendly. Regular city friendliness times 100.

Its an absolutely gorgeous country, you should all come check it out yourselves.

And remember this. That massage place in the basement of your hotel…. ya it’s a rub n tug. And if you ask they’ll do more then just tug.

Looking towards not quite downtown

Links

The Naughty Nomad – Ulaan Baator

Slumping It Up!

Slumps….

Yes slumps…we all have them… No question that at one point in time in your life, you’ll start to slump, whether it be work, gym or girls. I was in such a predicament earlier this year. Seemed not much was going my way and besides the old faithfuls, i wasn’t getting any new pussy. These are the times that separate the men from the wannabies.

Getting out of a slump is easy said, but it does take a moral and emotional toll, the best way i found to get through those is a change of scenery, a mental reboot. Go camping, road trip, sun destination, change work locations, ski weekends, surf weekends, whatever gets you out of your routine, your day to day life and a bit of your comfort zone. Use this time to relax, do things you want to do alone or with a select few you want to do it with. try to avoid big groups of people, this is “You” time and use it to reconnect yourself. Literally this reboots you brain, cleans the dust off your motherboard and adds more RAM if you will. I won’t delve into the psychology of it all, i like to keep my posts short clean and simple, but fuck, when did doing your body mind and soul good become an exact science anyway.

You just got to buckle down, don’t sweat it and live life for you and the rest will figure itself out. And rebooting yourself is just one great tool to get out of a slump. Remember the best things come when you aren’t searching for it. Searching makes you desperate, if you make it a passive goal to achieve, where everything you do has a positive effect on achieving this side goal, in no time this goal will have been achieved.

In the end YOU are the goal, everything else are just peripherals.

Speaking of Truths….

This woman and song is full of them….

 

Cutting your Losses

Often, there comes a time where you need to cut your losses and turn your back on the girl you’ve been pursuing. This point can come within minutes or hours, or the point of no return can come months later.

The reason this is coming up, is because i am at one of these points right now with a girl i’ve been seeing. And i’ve been dragged far beyond my line of no return than i’d like to admit. I think the reason i let myself get to this point is two fold, one, i haven’t met a girl that i’ve meshed with mentally for a very long time, and i guess i got overly excited, two, we started it off so well, everything was text book and she was investing way more into me than i would into her and so on. I also indirectly broke her ankle and she still paid the rounds at the bar that very night.

I’m pretty sure my demised was sealed due to my work schedule when she ushered the words

“Every time you come back, it’s like i have to get to know you all over again.”

I should of probably seen it coming after that, the slight loss in interest, hindsight is after all 20/20, but i let it continue for a couple more turnarounds (the term we use to illustrate our time spent at home) when i should of just spent my time and energy towards other interests.

Though she still seems interested, its way below the level of interest i’d like it to be.

Live and learn, to have clear boundaries and the willpower to follow those without fail is my lesson for the month.

On a brighter note, one door closes 3 more open….. literally.

Later days

Calling her “Boss” will dry up her clam!

I had an interesting conversation with an old work friend of mine, she’s one of the few that gets it, so we often talk about social dynamics and biomechanics while giving examples of our everyday lives.

On day she tells me: “Lost, I hate when guys talk and refer to us as their ‘Boss.’ I’m not your boss, i never want to be your boss, do you have any how much of a turn off that is?”

I couldn’t help but laugh a little, she’s right. I remembered a time back in my youth when i always referred a girl i was dating as the “Boss” things inevitably went south pretty quick, at first she took it lightly, sort of as a joke, but as time progressed, she was getting more and more put off by it to the point of starting arguments which carried a tone of resentment. I had failed as a man, i had failed to lead her in our relationship, to take the reigns so to speak. I had no idea of this phenomena, i always thought to myself “what? isn’t that what women want? to be in control and lead their own lives?”

Obviously i had more problems than just calling her the boss, since i was actively living behind that mantra. “I don’t know. What do you want to do?” Sounds familiar?

There is an important lesson to learn from all of this though, is that it never hurts to take charge in a relationship, to lead the way, just don’t stop leading.

The Art of Pipe Smoking

Hitched wrote another article, the guy has been on a role.

He write about a mutual passion and hobby of ours, pipe smoking. I urge every man to head down to the local tobacconist and purchase a pipe and any assortment of tobacco and delve into a meditation one puff at a time.

Smoking the pipe is so much more than just inhaling tobacco like a cigarette, but i’ll let him explain that.

This is the start of a string of articles aimed at manly hobbies and their benefits to the mind, body and soul of a man.

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“A pipe in the mouth makes it clear that there has been no mistake–you are undoubtedly a man.”
-A. A. Milne

In the years since the rise of feminism, men have slowly lost manly traditions. Things and activities once enjoyed primarily by men have been scoffed at by women. One of these activities is pipe smoking. And no I’m not talking about weed in your pipe, I’m talking the pipe your Grandpa smoked. That sweet smelling smoke he lit up while relaxing reading the newspaper, or sitting in his armchair watching tv.  The pipe was part of his daily activities.

Maybe you’ve never known a man who smoked a pipe, so you don’t know what I’m talking about. Either way it doesn’t change the fact that pipe smoking is a manly activity worth bringing back, it is an art.

Pipes were very common amongst men back in the 30’s and 40’s and up pretty much until the the cigarette took over.  Men of all kinds smoked pipes, from farmers to executives. Today, men who smoke a pipe are taking part in a manly ritual that stretches back to the dawn of time and has continued unbroken to the present.  The pipe smoker belongs to a breed apart from other men. His pleasures are contemplation and relaxation; he does not rush, he is not nervous. His joys are the casual and meditative ones, those of the fireside, the easy chair, and the good book. The pipe stands as a symbol of this type of man, easily recognized by his even frame of mind, his unhurried approach to life’s problems. It is almost always just such a man who chooses a pipe as his path to smoking enjoyment.

Pipe smoking is as much ritual as it is relaxation. There’s a certain satisfaction you get when you pack the tobacco into the bowl just right. Then, the whoosh of the match followed by that wonderful, aromatic smell. Smoke a pipe with one of your favourite drinks in the comfort of your favourite armchair, and you’ve got the makings of a perfect evening.

Pipe smoking is not a habit. Done properly it is an intellectual experience. It is an aid to contemplation, a mellower of moods, a soother of the troubled mind and a friend to the common man. It makes philosophers ruffians and levels any field where two pipe smokers come together. No matter what their differences may be, they will always be able to sit together and enjoy a bowl of tobacco in peaceful harmony.

This is not having a “smoke break” with a cigarette.  In fact pipe tobacco smoke isn’t even inhaled.  Its savoured in the palate of your mouth.  Pipes can range from cheap corncob, to exquisite briarwood pipes. What you spend is totally up to you, but the experience will always be the same.

So go ahead, grab a pipe, some tobacco, matches and a scotch, and enjoy a manly tradition like no other.

When Crazy Goes Overboard

Some people have a hard time grasping the concept of going no contact, and how it work on girls that have some interest on you.

Well here’s an extreme example, you can read the entire conversation HERE, or listen to goofballs narrate it by clicking HERE

Now let this be a lesson to all of you.

Sound bite link: http://m.soundcloud.com/vaughan-1-1/this-is-what-crazy-looks-like

Picture link: http://www.buzzfeed.com/hgrant/this-is-what-crazy-looks-like-via-text-messaging

 

Valentine’s Day: Where Women Prostitute Themselves in the Guise of Love

Ah, yes Valentine’s Day, where men in the western world spend hundreds of dollars (each) in the name of love and the fleeting hope of bedroom acrobatics (sex in case you didn’t get it)

Seems like prostitution to me.

Putting aside all the psychological and game reasons why V-day is bad, let’s just concentrate on this theory for now.

You see when a man purchases a block of time from a prostitute, a business transaction is made, and then she holds up her end of the bargain, no fuss. If she doesn’t it is on all accounts theft and fraud.

When a man buys his woman gift on V-Day, he does so in order to get some sexy time later on, he enters in a business transaction, he is essentially trying to buy her love, and on this day the woman will more then likely not fulfill her end of the bargain. You see she can now withhold her end under the protection of the V-Day umbrella…… oh the joys.

Now if you were a real man, and realize that doing anything big for your significant other on V-Day has the opposite effect of what you are trying to accomplish, then you wouldn’t be in this predicament now would you?

Be like the picture above, Be a real man, and don’t buy women’s hearts and affection.

Realization – To be or not to be

I came to a stark realization a few weeks ago after a particular date.

I was set up by a friend and therefore got some great feedback into the psyche of the female brain after i take them out. Some of which were exectly what i wanted to hear, what were meant to be insults were actually great compliments. Other things were just the laments of the 30 some year old entitled princess about to hit the wall, if she hasn’t already, i got a glimpse as to why at her age she isn’t married/LTR nor have any kids. Dodged that bullet, gotta love gossiping friends!

But this feedback reveled to me the disappointing fact why “dates” per se haven’t been working for me as of late.

You see when i first started to learn about Game and all its wonderful intricacies, i failed to accurately determine at which point on the scale i was starting off at. There’s the advice floating in the manosphere to “not be yourself” and “be the man you should be” – Great advice if you’re a man starting at or near the bottom of the barrel. I apparently wasn’t starting near the bottom, and i took that advice seriously.

In turn, i was behaving too strongly, too one sided and one dimension, i didn’t have the right balance. I have now come to the realization that i used to have more of that “right balance.” With the feedback (gossip) that i’ve heard, and putting the pieces together, i noticed when i wasn’t putting up that front of not being myself, i had more successful interactions with people around me with every day affairs (haircuts – Bank services – Government services – etc.), So metaphorically speaking, a light went off and it all became clear to me.

It definitely showed an immense difference when a week later i took a different girl out, i toned it down, and became more myself. The night was 100% more successful, and things flowed as it should. She’s excited when i make contact and the likes.

Looks like this only happened while on dates since i was consciously behaving a certain way, amping up different aspects, and experimenting.

I’m going back to my old, albeit more refined, behavior.

Lesson learned: Know where you initially stand before taking advice to the maximum.

Never admit to having a bad day.

This is a golden rule i see broken time and time again. It most recently really pissed me off when i witnessed my roomate (god bless his little beta heart) tell this really cute girl how bad his day has been and how depressed he is about it. Her sweet expression on her face disappeared as he totally nullified any chance of sleeping with her. Since I’ve been trying to coach him into being a better man, it was like receiving one swift kick of ingratitude to the balls.

You see when someone asks you how your day is, the majority of the time they don’t give a fuck what the reality is, it’s a courtesy question and nothing more. If you are answering in a negative and depressing way, you also drag the mood of that conversation at the same level of your depressive state, therefore initiating a bad conversation and assuring the continuation of your bad day.

Now adversely, if you put your petty emotions aside and respond in a positive way, your subsequent conversation will most likely also be positive, helping you turn your day around for the better. You don’t have to become ridiculously cheering, but a simple “Good” will do the job.

Imagine for a minute you’re in the reverse situation, you are having a decent or even a good day and you strike up a conversation with someone, would you want to hear how horrible their day is? Of course you wouldn’t, it’s a drag and brings your mood down as well, maybe even start feeling resentment towards that person, and you’ll just want to tell them to shut the fuck up! Always think how you would react if someone were a certain way with you, and if it’s not a positive reaction, then don’t be that way towards others. Like the old saying goes, “fake it ’til you make it”

You are the masters of your own happiness.