I am visiting the DR this summer with my boyfriend and daughter (she is only 11 but looks older, I hope I won't have any trouble with her being hit on!), so I am not looking for a holiday romance but I have to say how interesting I find this forum. I find myself checking out the trip reports quickly and then moving on to this forum to enjoy at my leisure.
The advice/sarcasm given bythe Gold members is interesting and informative and I sincerely hope that Miguel reconsiders his decision not to post on this forum any more as it will be a much duller place without him........
Anyway, back to the holiday romance bit. I sympathise with the travellers taken in by Sankies, I too had a similar situation but it is only now, years later after reading this forum I realise i was "sankified", all be it on a much smaller scale.
I went to Turkey in 1990 (younger and thinner lol) and met a Turkish guy-not a resort worker, spending the summer in Bodrum- at a disco, boy could he dance! I think the dancing thing is a big part of the initial attraction, English men dance so badly that you couldn't even say they had two left feet as that would be doing them a favour.
He was beautiful, I couldn't believe he had picked me to come on to, maybe the blonde hair????
I was holidaying with a friend so I used to meet him every night after midnight when my friend had gone to bed (really needed a holiday after this holiday, sleep deprevation isn't good).
I think what happens to us normal girls on holiday is that we leave jobs we dislike, weather we hate if you're from the UK and relocate for a finite period of time to a beautiful place, full of friendly people and meet a man who treats you like a Queen. It is so easy to believe in these circumstances that you are that beautiful, wonderful person that he tells you you are. Sigh. Yes you guys are all right that we would never fall for a person of their class in our own country but it also helps in our own country that you can kinda chek up on people easier too, friends that know them, drive by their houses etc.
We just want to believe they love us and that maybe we could live a different life.
I got back to the UK head over heels in love, only for my big brother to point out what a total idiot I was being- he would have fitted right in on this forum!- but like others have said before this just made me more determined to prove him wrong, this was true love.
To cut a long story short, a few phone calls later, him to me, I couldn't get hold of him, I realised it was never more than a holiday romance, although I looked back at the photo's for many months with longing...
Guess I have kindof lost my train of thought here, just wanted to say keep up the good work, keep directing newbies to the sankie threads and if they still want to keep posting then good luck to them!
Roll on 6 July when I finally get to see all this first hand, I am looking forward to doing some sankie watching!
The advice/sarcasm given bythe Gold members is interesting and informative and I sincerely hope that Miguel reconsiders his decision not to post on this forum any more as it will be a much duller place without him........
Anyway, back to the holiday romance bit. I sympathise with the travellers taken in by Sankies, I too had a similar situation but it is only now, years later after reading this forum I realise i was "sankified", all be it on a much smaller scale.
I went to Turkey in 1990 (younger and thinner lol) and met a Turkish guy-not a resort worker, spending the summer in Bodrum- at a disco, boy could he dance! I think the dancing thing is a big part of the initial attraction, English men dance so badly that you couldn't even say they had two left feet as that would be doing them a favour.
He was beautiful, I couldn't believe he had picked me to come on to, maybe the blonde hair????
I was holidaying with a friend so I used to meet him every night after midnight when my friend had gone to bed (really needed a holiday after this holiday, sleep deprevation isn't good).
I think what happens to us normal girls on holiday is that we leave jobs we dislike, weather we hate if you're from the UK and relocate for a finite period of time to a beautiful place, full of friendly people and meet a man who treats you like a Queen. It is so easy to believe in these circumstances that you are that beautiful, wonderful person that he tells you you are. Sigh. Yes you guys are all right that we would never fall for a person of their class in our own country but it also helps in our own country that you can kinda chek up on people easier too, friends that know them, drive by their houses etc.
We just want to believe they love us and that maybe we could live a different life.
I got back to the UK head over heels in love, only for my big brother to point out what a total idiot I was being- he would have fitted right in on this forum!- but like others have said before this just made me more determined to prove him wrong, this was true love.
To cut a long story short, a few phone calls later, him to me, I couldn't get hold of him, I realised it was never more than a holiday romance, although I looked back at the photo's for many months with longing...
Guess I have kindof lost my train of thought here, just wanted to say keep up the good work, keep directing newbies to the sankie threads and if they still want to keep posting then good luck to them!
Roll on 6 July when I finally get to see all this first hand, I am looking forward to doing some sankie watching!
