By and large, the girls in this part of Ireland are stuck up cows. If they are real lookers, they expect you to look at them while they, in utter aloofness, glide on by. Of course, a few babes will give eye contact, but there is more than a fair proportion of them carrying a hateful oh-so-inaccessible air. I just think it's a symptom of the rotten times we live in, where damnable feminism has defeminised women and emasculated men. So when I see a woman who's so full of her own gorgeousness floating along the street, I immediately write her off as a soulless, useless, unlovable, unfanciable, obnoxious, assertive, self-obsessed piece of crap. This is not a mere academic process with me either; their contrived "indifference" is as sexually off-putting to me as layers of cellulite infested fat.
I'm heading to Scandinavia for a wee holiday shortly (DV). It will be interesting to see how the chicks there compare with the dragons here. Having said that, I was in Germany a few years ago, staying with friends, & a guy there complined bitterly about the badness of German women, and I saw nothing among them to convince me he was wrong. As for American women, when I was in Florida I was with my erstwhile fiancee so I never got a chance to see what American babes are like.
One last thing, though. It may be the case that women everywhere find attraction in the novelty of a man from afar. I find lots of English women go nuts for the Northern Irish accent (which Brad Pitt made a gallant attempt at once in a movie), and I almost had to beat a Canadian woman off with a stick in recent times. My mates used to go to France every summer and they always pulled gorgeous chicks - one even wrote back to my friend and said "ta visage est grave sur mon coeur"! This novelty factor may explain why these English girls Walden spoke of are so forthcoming with their charms when they visit New Zealand...