No the Russians weren't goofy lovestruck guys, they were intimidating. I've lived in Moscow and dealt with every kind of pickup, from someone walking up and saying "let's get acquainted!", to marriage proposals (then three-way proposals) while waiting for the last subway train, to being mistaken for a prostitute, to being stalked and followed in the middle of the night. These guys were creepy.
No the Russians weren't goofy lovestruck guys, they were intimidating. I've lived in Moscow and dealt with every kind of pickup, from someone walking up and saying "let's get acquainted!", to marriage proposals (then three-way proposals) while waiting for the last subway train, to being mistaken for a prostitute, to being stalked and followed in the middle of the night. These guys were creepy.
Except for earlier today when lizard-me found a large, sun heated rock and I had me some giggly oneness with nature.