So the answer to yesterday's Travel Tuesday was PARIS! Zeus was the first one to guess Paris (he's a well-traveled cat). Mar and Melli both guessed the exact location (ya'll are GOOD!) which was from atop the Eiffel Tower. Renee even found proof (see comments), though I think my pic is better. It's one of my favorite photos from Paris. They don't call it the City of Lights for nothin'. (And the cluex was the french word deux.)
So I don't know if I told ya'll about the hot lifeguard at my pool. Every summer, the company that our condo association hires out the pool maintenence duties to hires students from abroad to lifeguard. I've been making friends with the eye candy all summer, but was strictly hands-off because I thought, being a student, he was at tops 21 years old. I mean, he'd be legal, but it'd still be weird. Well, I found out this weekend that he's 29. That's much closer to thirty f. . . . nevermind.
He's from Hungary and will return there in September, so it's not like this would be a long-term thing. Plus, English is obviously not his first language (which would make him almost the PERFECT boyfriend, ha ha). The other day, I asked him why he wasn't sitting in the sun, and he said because "If I sit in sun I am kook." I asked him if he was calling me a kook. He said "No, like if I fried. I kook." Same diff.
He is always full of compliments for me (as are most Europeans, who need to come give American men a lesson on how to woo females). He says I am beautiful. I am very fit. He got a little jealous when I said I was going out with friends. "Are these friends boys or girls?" he asks. How cute! He thought I was 24. (I'm in love) He asks "Why you not have a husband? Are these men crazy?"
So I'm thinking about seeing if he wants to go out. If I go into it knowing its just for fun, not long-term, I wonder if I can keep my feelings out of it and just revel in some male attention? (And possibly some Plan A - which is what Irish and I call working it so we get a kiss) I know a little male attention would certainly help my bad self-esteem. Though I hate being the asker-outer. Maybe if I told him if he wanted to ask me out, I'd say yes. That way, he still has to ask. ha.
What'd'ya think? ;)