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The first week of the Argentine Pick Up Experiment went swimmingly. I converted 14 for 24 approaches into emails. That’s an astronomical 58.6%.

Obviously, I’m still in the learning process but here’s a few things patterns I’m noticing.

1. Approaching Argentine Girls Is Easy

I’d say it’s on average 2.687 times more easy to begin a conversation with Argentine girls than USAsian girls. When you begin talking a girl she gets this, “Oh my God, he’s speaking English!” look in her eyes.

I’m currently experimenting with 2-3 different opening ‘lines’. My favorite thus far has been “I have a white face.” I say this in English and look at the girls expectantly. I’ve found that this works so well for two reasons: 1) if they don’t know English they’re curious as to what I’m saying and 2) if they do know English they’re slightly confused and think maybe something is lost in translation. Either way they’re interested and I get to laugh about it later.

2. Escalating The Interaction Is Difficult

After the initial opener, Argentine girls are very keen on keeping their distance. I chalk it up to the culture. Girls are constantly looking for their next boyfriend. They want to be in a relationship. Girls in the states have more social freedom to explore the field.

3. Argentine Girls Disappear Randomly

I’ll be dancing and talking to a girl thinking all is going well. Then I turn my back for a minute and she’s gone. It’s because of this that I now get the email early in the interaction. Otherwise, I’m constantly worried about the inevitable disappearing act and it ruining my conversion rate.

The list is short right now because I want to complete the experiment before drawing too many conclusions. But I’m fairly certain the above patterns will remain constant.

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Here’s what my Thursday night looked like. It was asado night at the hostel where a few of my Buenos Aires friends were staying. After stuffing our faces with Argentine beef, a group of 8 or so decided to head out to Club Picaboo.

Approach One:

As I enter the staging area 2 girls accost me and tell me go take a photo up against the wall. They are working at the club - hired to take pictures. I grab the one without the camera and tell her she has to take it with me. She obliges.

I end up getting both of their emails, separately, later in the night.

1 for 1

Approach Two:

An Aussie girl in our group starts talking with an 8.5 and a 6.5. I tell her to introduce me but the Aussie has already told the 8.5 about our English friend who is celebrating his 23rd birthday.

I talk with both of them throughout the night and get the 6.5’s phone number hoping to get to the 8.5 through her later. We’ll see how that goes.

2 for 2

Approach Three:

I see a girl with messy hair dancing on the side stage. She’s above me and surrounded by other cute friends so I know better than to try to hit on her. When she descends from her power position I tell her she has messy hair. She laughs and we talk for a bit about bioengineering and physics.

She then spots her boyfriend and begins to make out with him. Later in the night, the boyfriend spanks me on the dance-floor.

2 for 3

Approach Four:

There is a guy dancing with 3 girls and I’m pretty sure he doesn’t need them all. I ask him to try my caiphirri and tell me if it’s strong or normal. I do not know what its supposed to taste like. He says he doesn’t know either because he’s from Colombia. I smile because I like Colombia.

I weasel my way into the group and begin talking to one of the girls who speaks fluent English. I tell her to stop speaking in English. She doesn’t. Things go well, and I decide to give her some distance and go relieve myself.

When I come back they are gone.

2 for 4

Approach Five:

I try to begin a dance-off with two girls who think they’re much better looking than they are. I completely destroy them with my new Judo dance moves that I ad-lib on the spot. They just laugh and I leave because they suck.

2 for 5

Approach Six:

I’m on the street and the club is closing. There is a vibrant body in front me. She glows and I enjoy it. But she’s leaving in a cab. I get her email address and she screams that we’re “going to Facebook.” I agree.

3 for 6

More stories related to the Argentine Pick Up Experiment to come.