Chinese Women vs. Japanese Women: On Money

It is often said that money cannot buy love, but is this really the case, especially in Japan and China? Asian women are often stereotyped as being some of the worst gold diggers on the planet. Based on some of the stories that I have heard, I would think that Asian women can indeed be gold digging, or at least status digging (ask any White boy that travels to Asian with only the shirt on his back) but this characteristic can be found in just about any race. In my personal experience, Asian women have not been particularly gold digging (maybe that would change if I married one of the women that I dated; things often change once the ring is on the finger). In this post, I will talk about the issue of money when dating Japanese and Chinese women from my anecdotal experience.

Japanese Girls:

Japanese girls that I dated did not seem to make a big deal about money, whether they were on the lower or higher end of the economic standing (well, middle class, at least; I've never dated a super rich girl, although I did date one that ran a juku). On the other hand, I did encounter "Eigo bandits", girls that would date me just to learn English and get a meal, and then would never be heard from again.

Chinese Girls:

Chinese girls get a bad rep for being the biggest gold diggers on the planet, with money being the god of their country. There does seem to be some truth to this, but in my experience, I did not encounter any gold diggers. I was told by a good friend of mine that Chinese girls expect men to pay on dates, but I have had Chinese women pay for me, or we'd take turns paying for things. Sometimes, it seemed as if Chinese women were making an initial investment though, with the expectation that yours truly would be paying them off in the future like a 401K. Let's just say that the taxing [of that ass] was not deferred. Chinese women also seemed to have more respect for money and my time, and would have the courtesy of at least paying for dinner when it came to "English meetups". Perhaps things would be different if I went to Shanghai and dealt with the "princess syndrome" women that the city is known for.

While I did not encounter any gold diggers, I did not come off as if I was a hobo. Being dressed relatively well may have put the thought in their minds that I at least have some money. Also, the fact that money didn't seem all-important does not mean that Asian women are seeking broke dudes, especially not broke Black dudes. By all means make, invest, and save your money, but don't do it just to let a woman (of any race) take it all.

Chinese Women vs. Japanese Women: Race and Objectification

As many of you may know, I am a Black American man, and I have spent time living in both Japan and China. The dating scenes in both countries are much different for Black men than they are for other races, as I have mentioned before, and I would like to talk about some generalities that I have noticed in both types of women. For this first post, I will be talking about race and objectification, on both ends of the relationship. Most of this is going to be based on my personal experiences, so others may or may not experience these same things.

Japanese Girls

Black men who have traveled to Asia often say that Japanese women like Black men. I would say that compared to other countries in the region, there are more Japanese women that fantasize about and actively seek out Black men as their first choice, but this is still a minority within a minority of women, and based on what I have been hearing, a dwindling minority.

I must also add that most Japanese girls that like Black men want a particular type of Black man. They tend to either want the stereotype from hip-hop videos, or they want a guy that looks like the Black men that most often appear on advertisements there: tall, cleanly-shaven head, and muscular. Granted, I had very little game and certainly did not have a physique that I could be proud of when I was in Japan (a trio of Japanese girls that I met at Hong Kong International seemed more receptive of me after my development), the way that some Black men talked about how it was easy made it seem like we were doing as well as white guys out there; this simply was and is not the case. I still say that it is the best place to find Northeast Asian women that specifically have a Black fetish, but most of those girls are not my style.

I was objectified as the "Black boyfriend" of some of the Japanese girls that I dated. I was treated almost like a new piece of clothing or jewelry that they would show off to their friends, on top of being a bestial living dildo and entertainer (the latter which I failed at).

On the other hand, Japanese women would also play up to their stereotypes in a bid to turn me on (not talking about the hardcore "B-Style" girls that would try to act like Black stereotypes and coax that behavior out of me). Japanese girls that I have been with were indeed "ladies on the streets and freaks in the bed" that would squeal just like your favorite JAV star upon penetration. They also spoke Japanese during the act, and if I told them a few things in Japanese, it would drive them over the edge. They almost universally liked it fast, rough, and hard, and one of my buddies out there claims that he found plenty of girls that were into cosplaying with their high school uniforms, which they kept just for the occasion. One thing that I also found odd about Japanese women was that many of them wanted to be my first Japanese girl.

Chinese Girls

China is a harder nut to crack (or bust), and just being Black is more likely to be a turnoff than a turn-on for Chinese women. However, with adequate effort and a bit of luck, it is possible for a Black man to succeed with the local women. If you are targeting bigger cities, you may also find a few Black-fetishists, but the general population will likely be harder to click with due to the cosmopolitan image of whites and greater competition due to the higher number of foreigners. Most of the Chinese women that I dealt with probably did not go to bed with fantasies of Black men, but when we happened upon each other, they were intrigued by me (being an American and being able to teach them English and offer a green card in the back of their mind probably helped to be honest).

Given the exposure that China has had to Black people in the media, I'd guess that most Chinese girls that specifically like Black men would want a taller man that looks like he could play for the NBA in their eyes. However, some everyday Chinese girls were open to me (maybe they heard of Muggsy Bogues), and not fitting all Black stereotypes did not seem to be a negative out there at all. That is not to say that they don't have stereotypes (athletic, savage in the sack, and the ubiquitous big dick), but those along with speaking English and being an American citizen are things that are at least somewhat true of me, rather than stereotypical ideas of "swag" and what-have-you. This is one of the reasons why I have begun preferring Chinese women to Japanese women.

When dating and hooking up with Chinese women, yes, it was acknowledged that I was a Black man/foreigner, and that they were Chinese, but I was "Admiral", a person, at least to some of the girls. To others, I was just a living dildo, a guilty pleasure that they would dare not tell their friends about, unlike the Japanese girls that saw me as their new fashion accessory. I have also been their free English teacher, window to the world, and a specimen to be studied.

Chinese women did not play up their "Chinese-ness" for the most part during any part of the relationships, aside from usual things that might come up such as the cultural significance of an image, language, and other little tidbits of culture. When making love, they actually preferred to speak English if at all, and their moans did not sound like squeaking toys. I would say that compared to Japanese, Chinese women are more likely to be crass in public, but prudish in bed, that is unless you get them going or they really like you, then they can be freakier than Japanese (although easier to tire out, it seems). They would also tell me to go slow, and we would build up a tempo together rather than going straight to the hard-pumping action (that is not to say that I didn't put the ramma-jamma on those walls, or that there weren't Chinese girls that could slam themselves on my pelvis though). Ultimately, sex with Chinese women has been more passionate than with Japanese women, as odd as this may sound. Chinese women also seemed relieved when they found out that they were not my first Chinese sex partner, even if they hinted at exclusivity.

At the end of the day, races and cultures can be lumped together as groups, and there are many times where it may feel like you are dealing with clones, but individuals are indeed individuals, so your mileage may vary. 

Top 5 Strange (Potentially Life-Threatening) Behaviors from Chinese Girls

The recent news of an African student being attacked with his Chinese girlfriend has prompted me to reflect upon certain strange instances that I had with Chinese girls. Looking back, I probably could have ended up in a bad situation due to some of these girls, but I got lucky. I'd like to know if anything similar has happened to any of you guys reading this, and your interpretations of these behaviors.

5. Picture Time at Changsha-Nan

I ended up spending extra time in Changsha since I bought the wrong train ticket, but in retrospect, I am very happy that this mishap happened. The day that I thought that the train was supposed to leave was the day that I met one of the girls that made Changsha the best city for my adventures with the opposite sex in China. I noticed her staring at me, and I decided to stare back, as I was getting tired of being stared at. She came over and wanted to talk and take pictures with me, which was innocent enough in my mind. We consummated our short-term friendship by having a fling that night in a nearby hotel, naughty, but not exactly strange.

The strange part is that she posted some of the pictures that we took together on social media. Immediately, there were dozens of comments in the stream, some of them outright racist, and many of them overtly sexual, despite the fact that she did not post anything about us having sex. Either this shows the mindset of some people, or she does this often like The Weekend and her friends know her well. At any rate, given the stories that I have heard about foreigners (particularly Black ones) getting beaten and even killed over innocent pictures with Chinese girls makes me thankful that she deleted the photos.

4. "Welcome to Xi'an"

One of the nightclubs that I visited a few times in Xi'an was Tian Que, which translates to "Heavenly Palace". The decor of the club was amazing, modeled after traditional Chinese architecture, but the clientele at the two-story establishment was not my cup of tea, and both nights that I went were sausage fests. Running my usual game of dancing and having fun, I met a fellow that invited me over to his table for drinks; I obliged having no qualm with free beer. His friends at the table consisted of about a dozen guys and two women, one a bit on the chubby side and the other decent-looking, but with dyed blonde hair and blue contacts. I was introduced to the girls first, and a really skinny, nerdy guy was introduced as the blonde girl's boyfriend.

The unnaturally blonde girl told me "Welcome to Xi'an" as a toast. She then started stroking my cheeks and took my face in both of her hands saying that she wanted to welcome me to Xi'an again and again. The boyfriend was getting visibly pissed, but the original "friend" that invited me to the table said that it was OK. A few minutes later, this original friend paid me 300 RMB to leave the club. It's no matter; I had received a proper welcome to Xi'an a week prior.

3. Getting an HJ Among Friends

As you may recall, I wrote about a girl dubbed "D^2" in a previous blog post that gave me a handjob in the club. The thing is, we were surrounded by her friends, and if any of those Chinese guys would have had a nationalist awakening, it would have been trouble given our compromised position.

2. Karaoke

One night I met a girl coming out of a club that really took a liking to me. She invited me to go to KTV with her and her friends. This night didn't end with any action for me, but I ended up meeting her boyfriend who was called to sing one song with us. This could have been a ruse, but at least I got to slow dance, sing a bit, and enjoy a night out on someone else's Mao. The boyfriend wasn't an intimidating guy, and in fact, he did not even hug, kiss, or sit close to his girlfriend. The greater danger was the group of thuggish-looking Chinese men eating barbecue outside that stared at me like they wanted to tear me apart since I had three Chinese girls walking with me.

1. A Proper Welcome to Xi'an

My first lay in Xi'an was one that could have gotten me into serious trouble. On my first night out looking for a club to go to, I actually found the club just minutes before closing. I did not get to partake in any of the activities (or lack thereof) in the club that night, but the "afterparty" held just outside of the entrance was far more festive. I met people that I would continuously run into, mainly at the clubs, during my stay in the city. One of these people was a petite, fashionable young lady that was dating one of the dancers at the club.

This young lady took an immediate interest in me, but it was not overtly sexual. This was totally understandable since some Chinese people tend to be interested in foreigners, and the younger ones are occasionally interested in Black people as well. However, when I told her that I was from America, she suddenly got the urge to hug me and proclaim her love for me. This angered her boyfriend, of course, who grabbed her and started pushing her to the ground. Each time the girl got up, she came over to hug me, and each time, the boyfriend grabbed her, accosted her, and threw her down, with their other friends acting as if nothing strange was happening at all.

Since I had heard about stories of foreigners trying to protect women getting beaten by hordes of Chinese men, I was not inclined to make a move to stop this. I simply gave the girl a look that conveyed "Hey, you're already dating, don't get yourself and me into trouble," and gave the guy a look to convey "Hey, I'm not trying to take your woman, check her! Take her home!" The boyfriend ended up storming off and taking a taxi home, leaving the girl alone with me. Since she did not have a place to stay, I brought her over and she gave me a proper welcome to Xi'an.

I ended up seeing this couple a few times, and they acted as if nothing happened, even inviting me to their table for drinks on occasion. Looking back at it, I am lucky that I did not catch an ass-whipping.

Has anything strange like this ever happened to any of you? I look forward to reading your comments.

Simp of the Year 2015 Nominee: Pratt, AKA 小Chief Keef

It's only March and we already have a nominee that looks like he might take the title of Simp of the Year 2015. A teen known as Pratt of Ohio flew 7,000 miles to China in order to meet his dream Chinese princess that he met online. He never ended up meeting her, got his phone blocked by her, was left heartbroken, and nearly died after getting drunk and falling into a river. Wow, and I thought that my episode with a Chinese woman was bad; this takes the cake!

As a Black man with Yellow Fever and experience living in China, this story resonates deeply with me. It is no secret that Chinese women don't really care for Brothers in general, and that China is a playground for just about any kind of guy but us (Chinese women are also playthings for any kind of guy but us in America too; shoutout to Miami), but the issues that this young man dealt with likely run much deeper than that. I will offer my analysis, as well as a few tips that can prevent you from ending up being a nominee for International Simp of the Year:

1. Social Isolation

Black men that are attracted to Northeast Asian women face social isolation, and thus may lack the experience to pick up on social cues or online trickery. Since we do not want to spend our time chasing White girls (typically of a chunky variety), Latinas, Sistas, etc. like most Black men seem to pursue (and in many cases, force you to pursue if you keep company with them), we lack the real-life friendship of other Black males that could coach us in some basics of the Game, or hell, just people that can hip us to some common sense. We do not associate with non-Black men since they're scoring all of the Chinese women when we cannot, and many do not want us around anyway. This leads to a life with little social interaction, so alarms that would go off in other people's heads do not ring in ours due to inexperience in the real world.

There is no hard solution to this issue, but getting out, even stepping out of the comfort zone in small doses would have helped this guy to at least get a bit of experience in dealing with social cues.

2. Oneitis

It seems that this guy became fixated on one Chinese girl. That can happen, especially if you come up in an area where there are few women that appeal to you, and in the case of race, knowing that few Chinese girls are going to be interested. However, given that he had some rudimentary knowledge of the Chinese language and made it all the way to China, I am sure that he could have made something happen with a passable Chinese lady if he had gone to a bigger city. I'm not a super-duper White guy or light-skinned prettyboy, but I had my share of cues and girls outright stopping me in the street to talk, take pictures, or whatever, with some of these encounters turning into lays. I am sure that he could have pulled something off given the right location and some time.

The trick here is to always be on the lookout for something new. When you are a Black man in China, you have to do this. Yes, you may have been told by prudish Chinese women that they want to find that one Prince Charming, or you may have something in your mind telling you to fight against the stereotypes that Black men are womanizers. I had the same mentality when I first went to Japan, and I probably missed out on a lot of fuckin' that I could have been doing. Black men, you're always going to be judged against in Asia (this entire world, actually), so you might as well at least get some poontang out of it, and the White guys and local Alphas that are the biggest womanizers out there in the Orient are still going strong having women paying for their own abortions only to get passed around by the same dudes a week later. As I have said in a previous article, you should Always Be Playin' (this applies to jobs and business opportunities too, not just women).

Like it or not, for a Black man in China, the Player Mentality is a necessity. I know that some of you reading this want that one Chinese princess, not a harem of concubines, and that's cool. You don't have to bang or even aggressively flirt with every girl that you come across, and you can be loyal. You can be very subtle about it; feign disloyalty to ensure loyalty from her. I recall walking down the street in Guangzhou with a special lady friend of mine, and my eyes could not help but wander at all of the lovely ladies there (that's that Yellow Fever for you, coupled with years of living in America among the landwhales). My girl noticed this, and hugged up against me to keep my attention. Once we got back to the hotel, she made sure that my nuts were on E too. It is no secret that women tend to gravitate towards men that other women are choosing, and there is also the idea of being the prize in some of their minds, being the one woman that can satisfy all of the needs of the man that has seen or has been with other beauties.

3. Virtual Target Fixation

This goes along with the Oneitis issue to a degree, but there is also the issue of dealing with people online. Even super-duper White guys have fallen for the trick of "catfishing", but the difference is that there would be women lined up to help him get over the online girl by getting under him; when you're Black, this is not guaranteed.

Personally, I have used and I encourage the use of online communication tools to pipeline before going to a new location if at all possible, but try to meet a few people in the location first; this is especially necessary when you're Black, since nine out of ten Chinese women will probably not give you the time of day, but five out of ten will lead you on to get free English lessons or get your help proofreading an application so that they can get the White and Latin dicks that they really want shoved down their throats in Miami (or Toronto, or wherever the hell they're going). Use the tools to your advantage, and don't be the tool yourself.

Dear readers, I hope that this article will help you avoid some of the pitfalls that are out there, especially my heterosexual Black male readership with an interest in Northeast Asia. Good luck, and I hope that I will not have to nominate any of you for Simp of the Year.

The Taiwan Addendum

Note: This article was originally supposed to be posted on Voyage to Asia as a "sequel" to my post about China hosted on that blog. Since the owner of that blog has not posted this article, I have decided to post it here.

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I think that I will be the first to write about Taiwan on this blog. It is an honor and a privilege.

When my generation thinks of East Asia, we tend to think of the Hallyu Wave of Korea, the anime and video games of Japan, and the ancient culture and economy of China. There is, however, one country that is often overlooked. This country is Taiwan, also known as the Republic of China, or “the other China that uses U.S.-manufactured weapons”. At any rate, my ten days in this island nation whetted my appetite for more exploration.

I arrived in Taiwan broken and battered. I did not want to leave Mainland, but my time was up, and my “Hail Mary” attempt at finding employment in Guangzhou did not succeed. However, thanks to a very close friend of mine, my adventure in East Asia would continue for a few more memorable days.

The instant that I touched down at the airport in Taipei, I realized that things seemed a lot less gritty than in Mainland. That is not said to put down Mainland China, as in all honesty, the grittiness has its appeal, but the environment in Taiwan made me feel a bit more at ease. To top things off, the food felt a lot better going down in comparison to some of the things that I had in China that tasted great, but made me suffer later.

One of the first things that I did in Taiwan was hit the gym. My friend was nice enough to treat me to the gym, and I hit chest and back. Malnutrition, lack of rest, and high humidity made it hard to put up the weight, but it was great to be back in a gym after nearly a month and a half of not lifting. I met quite a few friendly locals at the gym that really took lifting seriously, even more serious than the bros in Guangzhou did.

Adjacent to the gym was an Olympic-sized pool that we spent quite a bit of time in. It had been almost a decade since I had gotten into a pool, and I was never the best swimmer, but I still had a good time. In fact, this experience makes me want to swim more back in the States. I suppose that this is a minor example of how traveling is not just about seeing new places, but also about discovering new things yourself or adding new things to your repertoire.

Another thing that I learned in Taiwan was to appreciate simplicity. My friend lives up in the mountains of Miaoli County, removed from the hustle and bustle of Taipei (although close enough to Miaoli to have some convenience), so for the most part, things were quiet and serene. I learned to appreciate living without being wasteful, and even subsisted on a semi-vegan diet. These are lessons that will remain with me in America (hopefully I will be able to use them to save more money and expedite my return to Asia).

I might not need to save too much though, because the living expenses in Taiwan are relatively cheap. Food is very affordable, even moreso than in Mainland (on top of being more agreeable with my digestive system), and if you like bubble tea (some of you may know it as boba), then you owe it to yourself to take a trip to the place that it originated. In California, a boba would cost me about five dollars, but in Taiwan, it only cost me thirty, with thirty Taiwanese Dollars being the rough equivalent of one U.S. Dollar at the time of this writing.

I found Taiwanese people to be quite friendly and helpful in general, and despite all that I had heard, I did not get many stares (maybe they all stared at me when my head was turned). Speaking Japanese may also come in handy in Taiwan if your Mandarin is not up to par as well. Many times when a person that I was trying to speak to could not speak English, we found a happy medium in Japanese since my Mandarin is garbage.

Wanting to extend my time in Asia, I decided to go for another “Hail Mary”. I applied for jobs in Taiwan, and linked up with another friend of mine that was an exchange student at my high school. Her father assisted me in trying to find employment as an English teacher in the township of Yuanlin. Unfortunately, I did not get the job, and to be honest, there is a possibility that race played a factor in this. Given the numerous anecdotes that I have read and conversations with a colleague of mine that has taught there, I would not doubt it, but the positive experiences that I had in Taiwan more than make up for this defeat.

All in all, my time in the ROC was satisfying, and I would like to return as soon as I can in order to explore more of what the nation has to offer. At the very least, I am sure that I can indulge in affordable, quality electronics and barbecue brushes!

Dating Chinese Women: Xi'an

After spending some time in Guangzhou and Changsha, I reported to work in Xi'an. Xi'an was not really as open as the other two cities in terms of social life from my perspective, and my "daygame" methods, which consisted of being spotted by a curious or intrigued female, or using the WeChat to find language exchange partners did not work well there. It seemed like the wall around the city was not the only wall, as most of the ladies that I encountered would stare at me, then put up a shield when I tried to make eye contact in return.

It was not until I started hitting the clubs that things turned around for me in terms of meeting approachable women. I only had two experiences that could actually be called "dates" in Xi'an, and neither of them ended with intimacy. I still had a decent time in the city overall, aside from the stares, filth, and shouts of hei gway, but I cannot say that it was a great place for me in terms of dating Chinese women (although it was a decent place for casual hookups in the club).

One of the clubs that I went to was relatively close to my job, so I would usually hang out in the area, then show up at the club about an hour after it opened. This club was relatively tame compared to some of the other venues that I would peruse in Xi'an, but I would still get free drinks, and occasionally, see a girl that I liked.

One night when I was doing my usual "be the only foreigner/person that dances normal in the club" routine, I was approached by a gentleman that wanted me to drink with him and his buddies at his table. They had a bottle of whiskey and a few bottles of iced tea, which seemed to be the favored drink at this particular establishment. I had a few drinks, after which, everyone wanted to take pictures with me. One of the girls in the group, we'll call her "D^2", coerced me to sit next to her. When I did not move quickly enough for her liking, she began yelling at me in Chinese, grabbed me, and tried to force me into the seat adjacent to her. Feisty; I liked it, despite feeling a bit uncomfortable.

After the pictures were taken, what D^2 did made me feel even more uncomfortable. She slipped her hand in my pants and began frigging me, yelling furiously at me in Chinese. At this point, I did not know what to do, but her friends took her away, apologized (like I needed an apology), and went on their way. Noticing that the spot was mostly a sausage-fest, I decided to retire for the night.

I ran into D^2 about a week later after coming home from a successful night at a different club, walking home with a couple of roses from a sweet young thing that refused to utilize KTV rooms for the singing that they were made for. She recognized me and we had a small conversation, exchanging WeChat information. Another week passes by, and we are setting up a night out going clubbing and having dinner.

Long story short, all that I got out of this "date" was a few more free drinks and some dancing. I had a good time, but I did not seal the deal, nor did I even get the dinner. D^2 bid farewell and entered her taxi. I had a fun night out and I still chat to her from time to time though.

Blog: Voyage to Asia

Voyage to Asia is a blog with contributors from all over the world. The site centers on cultural exchange between East and West, with a particular focus on Black American experiences in East Asia. While the site might not revolve around game, there are plenty of informative and inspirational articles that chronicle the personal development of the contributors, and may motivate you to embark on a journey to the Orient, or at least on a journey of self-improvement and discovery.

Oh, and yours truly is a recent guest contributor.

Dating Chinese Women: Changsha

The city of Changsha is the capital of Hunan Province, the city where Chairman Mao converted to communism, and home of many prestigious universities among other things. The food is delicious, and the ladies are even more so! Going to Changsha during the summer was a real treat for me, and I ended up spending five days there rather than the three days that I had initially planned due to a train ticket mistake. Looking back at my experiences in that city, I certainly cannot complain.

My most memorable date in Changsha was with a girl that we will call "V". I met her on WeChat using the "Look Around" function one evening when I was bored. To my surprise, I had several greetings from people in my area; hers was the one that stood out the most. We chatted for a bit, and I learned that she was a senior at one of the city's universities. I tried to set up a language exchange that night, but since she was busy, she agreed to meet me the next day.

She did not flake on our meeting, and showed up at the nearby McDonald's just as we had planned. McDonald's is not the kind of food to have a language exchange over, despite cultural imperialism and all of that rot, so "V" took me to a restaurant that specialized in Hunan cuisine. We shared an incredibly spicy dish (paid for by "V") while holding a conversation about life, travel, and music. It occurred to me that "V" had a particular interest in Black men, but unlike Japanese women that I have dated in the past, she seemed more interested in me as a person than what entertaining stereotypes I could live up to.

It started to rain hard that night, and "V" did not want to stay out too late, though she wanted to spend more time with me. I suggested for us to continue our language exchange (or rather English lesson, since I only learned how to properly pronounce the number 6 in Chinese) in my hotel room. "V" lost her interest in studying English, and wanted to study something else.

Changsha was probably the best city for me when it came to dating Chinese women, and all of the delicious restaurants there give plenty of options for setting up restaurant dates. Changsha would certainly be a place that I would want to work when I go back to China if I can find a good gym there. Next week, I will talk about one of my experiences dating in Xi'an. You may also want to go back and read about my experience dating in Guangzhou.

Travel Review and Anecdotes: China Airlines

I chose to fly China Airlines on my recent trip to Asia this summer due to costs. The flag carrier of the Republic of China (that's Taiwan) does not have the cleanest safety record, but its flights from LAX to TPE and HKG are comparatively cheap, and their safety record has improved in recent years. My itinerary consisted of four flights.

China Airlines Flight 5

CI5 was the first leg of my flight from LAX to HKG, and my first flight in a Boeing 747. The flight was about two hours late to the gate in L.A., and the takeoff felt like it was rushed (not that I am an aviation expert, but I could have sworn that I felt a tailstrike or something). The entertainment choices were pretty good; I ended up watching the new RoboCop, Lego Movie (I had to see it for all of the hype; it seems appropriate for kids but as an adult, I only see it as a hipster bandwagon and marketing ploy), and Anchorman. Meal service was not memorable, but nothing to complain about. Due to skilled piloting, or perhaps the airline compensating for delays in its schedule, we were only an hour late getting to Taipei.

China Airlines Flight 677

After a fifteen minute layover at Taiwan Taoyuan International Airport (TPE), it was time to board an Airbus A330 for the flight to Hong Kong. I was seated next to a Chinese American PUA; this is probably the first time I have ever been seated next to anyone remotely interesting on a flight. We discussed girls, game, travel, and culture in between making passes on one of the the stewardesses.

The flight itself was a bit frightening, marked by heavy turbulence, and at one point it sounded like the engines shut off completely. Once again, I am no aviation expert, so I could be totally wrong. Landing in that heavy chop was pretty wild, at least from the perspective of a passenger, but I am here to tell you about it, so no worries.

China Airlines Flight 602

My itinerary on the way out of Asia was similar to that on the way in, but it played in reverse. CI602 was a flight from Hong Kong to Taipei on an Airbus A330. Brunch consisted of some greasy rice noodles with beef and vegetables (they were good on my empty stomach though), and although the flight was short, the same entertainment system present on longer flights was employed here as well. I tried to catch 42, the movie about Jackie Robinson, but I was only about to see the first hour of it before we landed. This flight was uneventful aside from the beautiful view of Taiwan as we went into the landing pattern, and the fact that it felt like the pilot was fighting the plane as we touched down.

China Airlines Flight 8

After spending ten days in Taiwan, it was time to return to my mundane life in America via CI8. This 747 flight from TPE to Los Angeles International was rather uneventful, and the food service was the same stuff that was served on CI5. I was able to catch the last parts of 42 that I missed, watched a bit of Oblivion (but unlike Anchorman, I really couldn't push myself to watch it again), and checked out Olympus Has Fallen. I was also able to finish reading Machiavelli's The Prince on this flight. We arrived about an hour ahead of time, so I guess that China Airlines made up the lost time that they owed me from my outbound flight.

In closing, I think that China Airlines is a decent airline. I want to try new airlines, so I will probably try to fly Evergreen next time, but if their schedule or prices are inconvenient, then I will most likely fly China Airlines again on my next trip to Asia (assuming that Taiwan is my first destination).

Dating Chinese Women: Guangzhou

In this series, I will post about various dates that I have had with Chinese women during my stay in China over the summer. To be precise, I am going to talk about the three most memorable girls, one from each of the three cities that I visited. I will not be using full names, nor will I get into all of the nitty-gritty details. Without further ado, let's talk about my dating experiences with "L", a sweet Chinese girl that I met on QQ prior to embarking on my trip.

I contacted "L" on my third day into my trip. She was free and eager to meet me, though she ran a bit late. Why was she late? She had to bring me flowers and candy. She also paid for half of the night's hotel fee. After dropping off her presents in the hotel room, it was my turn to pay for things. We went to a nearby Japanese restaurant for some food, and I was able to show off some of my Japanese language abilities, which made up for my embarrassing lack of Mandarin. Luckily," L" was not one of the Chinese people that vehemently despise the Japanese. After our dinner, the skies opened up with rain, and we rushed back to the hotel. Success.

The next day, "L", her friend, and I went to Chimelong Water Park. Once again, she came out of pocket to pay for my admission. We had a wonderful time beating the heat, and my did she look luscious in her bathing suit. That night, I had the privilege of having two Chinese women sleeping in my bed (only sleeping, nothing dirty went down that night kids).

We woke up, and I was treated to breakfast at a nearby restaurant. Unfortunately, it was time for us to say goodbye, but "L" would visit me many times during my stay in Guangzhou. Not to sound like a simping bluepill mangina, but I have never experienced such devotion from a woman as I have from "L". I still keep in contact with her to this day, and I plan on seeing her again when I return to the Middle Kingdom.

In the next episode, I will talk about dating a Chinese woman in Changsha, a city known for having the hottest college girls. Stay tuned.

Lessons from China: Step Outside of Your Comfort Zone

Although I failed to learn Chinese during my stint in China over the summer, I did learn and relearn some important life lessons there. The most important lesson that I learned was that one must leave their comfort zone in order to unveil and capitalize off of opportunities.

This does not mean that one has to leap directly into the danger zone, but taking a few steps outside of the box, especially for starters, can open up new worlds. In my case, going to China in the first place was a step outside of my comfort zones of Japan and the United States (comfortably numb in the case of the latter). The next step was to open up to people, despite language barriers and racial barriers (both real and perceived).

The Danger Zone

This somewhat more outgoing approach to life lead to numerous opportunities (mostly chances to drink or get laid, but I won't complain about that), and numerous friendships that may develop into more profitable relationships in the future. In order to profit, one must be able to reach people, and one way to reach people is to venture out into the world and get to know people.

Of equal, or perhaps greater importance is stepping outside of your mental comfort zone. Many people have been mentally conditioned for failure for a variety of reasons. Some of us have been so thoroughly conditioned that failure becomes a habit. We seek sources to justify our failures, such as sob forums like the now-defunct PUAHate, and consistently put ourselves down, making our lives even more miserable and the lives of our competitors easier. This is a habit that I am trying to cast off completely.

This is not to say that life does not have obstacles, but if we do not take that step forward, we will never be able to surmount the obstructions that life may throw at us, instead staying stagnant as life passes us by. In order to change my mindset, I have begun a program of serious study. This includes studying those that have succeeded in realms that I wish to succeed in, as well as reflecting on my past experiences and comparing notes with those in similar situations that are seeking solutions to common problems.

I have not reached all of my short-term goals yet, but I am a few steps closer to doing so. I am also more open to and aware of opportunities that present themselves. I hope that those of you reading this are willing to take that first step out of the comfort zone towards your objectives.

Excerpts from Xi'an: Up in the Club

This is yet another semi-response to a post found on VoyageToAsia. The author there talks about things that he does in China that he does not do in the United States. One of the items on his list is clubbing, which is a commonality since I only go clubbing in China (and Japan; I hope to hit the club at least once in Taiwan too in the future).

Of course, the most obvious reason why I like to go to the clubs in Asia, and seldom go in America is the women. I have a penchant for Northeast Asian girls, and really do not find American women of any race to be attractive. Also, despite anti-Black racism in the Asian dating scene, I find Asian women much easier to vibe with than Western women. There are a few other reasons why I prefer clubbing in Asia to clubbing in America though:

Free Drinks for the Foreigner

There was a stint in Xi'an where I was going to the club every night, in part just to get free drinks. Just about every night I went out I would get free drinks just for showing up and doing a few dance moves. If I just wanted to get buzzed for free, I could hit the club, drink on someone else's tab, and maybe make a few friends.

Nobody's Throwing Bows

In America, we always hear about people getting beaten, shot up, or stabbed in the club. There is no way I'm going to come out of pocket to have a slim chance to dance with women I'm not attracted to and risk being the victim of violence by some faux-Alpha that wants to impress his girl. Yes, violence has happened in Asian clubs, but is is far less common. Usually, the only holes I have to worry about going home with are those of a pretty young thang, not a 9mm.

Relaxed Dress Codes

With regards to foreigners, at least, we can show up looking like slobs and still get VIP treatment. Of course, this applies mainly to White guys, and there are clubs where Black guys or foreigners aren't even allowed in (although I never encountered that), but I got away dressing down when hitting the clubs. It felt good to stroll into the club for free with shorts and a plain white tee, whereas in America I'd probably be ushered away due to the dress codes. This probably varies from club-to-club, but in general, dress codes have never been an issue in my observation.

People Still Like to Have Fun

There are quite a few clubs in China where people will only interact with their own group of friends, and clubs where people are indulged in taking selfies, but there seems to be a higher ratio of people that just want to have a good time. In the States, people just seem to want to look cool or act tough, but in Asia club-goers seem to be a lot friendlier.

As always, your mileage may vary, but those are my reasons.

Racism in Asia as it Pertains to Dating

This post is a semi-response to the post on East Asian racism found at Voyage to Asia. If you like upbeat articles with information about Asia from the perspective of Black people (and others), then be sure to check out that blog. My writing, on the other hand, is a bit more gritty to digest.

On just about every pick up, dating, sexual-conquest-bragging, etc. forum out there, there are Black posters that ask if girls from such-and-such nation go for brothas. Given that most of these forums are White-centered (which makes sense as most of the posters are likely White men), you can expect a lot of discouraging answers. Some posters give reasonable anecdotes (that doesn't mean "feel-good rhetoric" where Black men slay, but realistic and/or objective anecdotes), while others seem to have an agenda to keep you from hopping on a plane and checking things out for yourself. As always, you can expect entities to act in their best interests, and it is in their best interests for them to defeat their rivals (us) mentally before we even embark on our journeys.

Now, let's be honest, brothers: you know that Black men are not really as in demand as White men, especially in East Asia. When you post on these majority non-Black forums looking for answers, what you are really doing is seeking for someone to hold your hand and tell you that everything is going to be alright before you go online, look up pictures of the women that you desire, and frig yourself with said hand. I know because I used to do the same thing in the past before I got fed up and decided to go on a campaign telling Black men to avid travel to East Asia by any means necessary. I would still say that you must acknowledge the position that you are likely to be put in as a Black man in Asia, and wouldn't suggest travel there unless you have clear-cut objectives or an undying desire to travel or live there (as I have), but if you have a chance, and if you get the opportunity and want it, you should take it.

Now, just because I had a good time in Asia doesn't mean that you will. Just because I had a good time over the summer doesn't mean that I will have a good time next time. There really are no guarantees, even for super-duper White guys, as some forum posts indicate. I must also say that although I like looking at statistics and hearing stories about the experiences of other Black men in these countries, I advise you to choose the country that best suits your needs and gives you the most opportunities as an individual. Despite this belief, I am going to briefly go over some generalities in the dating scenes for Black men in Japan, Mainland China, South Korea, and Taiwan. This information is based on personal experience, conversations with other Black men that have lived in these countries, observations, and forum posts from users of various races that have lived in these countries. Remember that your mileage may vary though.

Japan

The Land of the Rising sun is probably the best of the four countries when it comes to dating for Black men in general. Hip-hop, Reggae, and other forms of Black music have sizable followings there, and there are more "Black groupies" here than any other country. In my experience, I didn't act "Black enough" to do too well with the hip-hop honeys, but given that the country is more open-minded to Black people and is more polite in general, I still ended up doing OK.

Mainland China

I would wager that the Middle Kingdom is a distant second for Black men after Japan, although some say that South Korea would work better for us. I am of the belief that in general, Chinese people are friendlier and more down to earth than Koreans, so it would be a better place to grind a numbers game. Also, if you are from an Anglophone Western country, you might gain a bit of status since some Chinese girls might see you as a vehicle to get a green card. On a personal note, I did much better in China than I did in Japan in terms of quantity. I got into clubs for free and got free drinks just about every night and made quite a few friends (some with benefits). There were way less Chinese girls that were open to Black men in general compared to Japanese girls, but Chinese girls seemed to like me for me rather than liking me because they wanted me to sing 50 Cent to them.

South Korea

Compared to Mainland China, I would think that South Korea would be less open to Black men in general, but reports indicate that there are more hip-hop groupies there, so if you can fit that look and persona you might do OK in some locales. I have never been to Korea, nor do I have much of an interest in the country, so I cannot give personal commentary. I can say that Korean exchange students seemed more approachable than their Chinese counterparts when I was a university student though.

Taiwan

I would wager that there are probably more Black groupies in Taiwan than in Mainland due to being more Westernized and having a bit of a Japanese vibe. On the other hand, hip-hop, reggae, and other forms of Black music didn't really seem to take off there like they did in Japan, so you'll have a smaller "fanbase" to play with. Also, being from a Western country isn't special like it would be in Mainland since Taiwanese girls don't seem to be hunting green cards like girls in "China proper". I didn't spend a lot of time in Taiwan, but people seemed nice enough, and with enough time I could probably get the Taiwanese flag. Reports say that Taiwan is probably the least open place for Black men to get dates, but I'm inclined to believe that it is possible.

In conclusion, we have to keep in mind that the world is dynamic. Today you may be hated, but there is a chance, albeit slim, that you can be loved tomorrow; the converse is true as well. With that in mind, I urge you to look into opportunities to improve your (and perhaps our) economic and social standings to make sure that you have a say when it comes to your future. Best of luck wherever your destinations may be.

Excerpts from Xi'an (Abridged): Living

I'm going to be posting some memoirs from my time in Xi'an, China this summer. In order to avoid becoming the next ChinaBounder, I'll be leaving out some of the good parts, at least on this public blog. I also don't want to bore you too much with rambling, so I'll try to keep it as short as possible.

I arrived in Xi'an on July 12th, two days later than I had anticipated since I didn't get the right date on my train ticket from Changsha. I was initially impressed by the layout of the city, as well as the cleaner appearance compared to the cities that I had visited in southern China. I would later find out that this wasn't the case, but the initial grandeur gave me a good impression of the city to begin from.

The honeymoon ended the very next day when I realized that people were staring at me. In retrospect, some of it probably was curiosity, but everything that I had read about racism in China, as well as the hostile facial expressions worn by the denizens of Xi'an in comparison to the milder facial expressions and smiles of Guangzhou and Changsha residents made me feel like I wasn't welcome. To make matters worse, there was constant spitting, and given how close my hosts' nasty projectiles landed to my feet made me realize that many people indeed wanted me to leave their city.

This treatment led me to hunkering down in my filthy apartment while avoiding contact with others, aside from work. Work itself was enjoyable. Interactions with my students and coworkers were the high points of my time in Xi'an until I decided to take more chances. I appreciated my students and coworkers, and they will always have a place in my memories, but outside of work, I was a loner. This is partially due to my position in the social dynamic, but I realize now that it truly is my nature. That isn't to say that I do not like to interact with others (especially beautiful women), but I do enjoy my time to myself.

What else did I learn?

Bring More Money than You Think You'll Need

It's not a good thing to go broke in a foreign country. I made the mistake of taking a local friend's word when it came to prices. As a foreigner getting set up, things are going to be more expensive than they would be for an established local (especially an established local that does not seem to value cleanliness). Also, a lot of the information that one may read online is old and prices have increased since then. Assume that things are going to be expensive, and if you find things to be cheaper than expected, at least you have savings to fall back on.

Use the Environment to Your Advantage

This could be the physical environment or the social environment. Down in Changsha, being an English speaker made me more valuable. People seemed to be more curious and open-minded about foreigners, including Black Americans. I was able to segue language exchanges into dinners and more. In Xi'an, this was not the case. However, when I didn't have enough money to get food, I was able to survive off of free samples at the local supermarket. The ladies there warmed up to me after seeing me every day, and would essentially give me full meals as "samples" in exchange for the chance to practice English on a foreigner.

If I needed to get hydrated, I'd have to wait until the night. Going to the club became a regular part of my daily schedule, and I would always meet a group of Chinese people that wanted to welcome me to their country, found me interesting, or just wanted to get a foreigner drunk. Just about every time I went out, I'd get free drinks, and occasionally I would get lucky with a Chinese girl (or two). I found Xi'an to be a lot friendlier at night than during the day.

Deal with Discomfort

I am the type of person that likes comfort, security, and luxury, but these things are not always guaranteed. I wouldn't want to live in harsh or filthy conditions indefinitely, but if it pays off, it might be worth dealing with. I learned that I can live without many of the comforts that I indulged myself with in America, and I have found myself being more efficient with my time and money. Looking back on it, I probably should have stayed for a year, then worked my way up to more comfortable living conditions. At least I have learned things that will help me the next time that I go to China, as well as with life in general.

I'll talk about some of my other experiences when I get around to it. Right now, I'm trying to build my funds, muscles, and skillset back up so that I can be a better person next time I visit the Middle Kingdom.