Beaugarte - My experience
Disclaimer: in this story, there is no sex involved. I wanted to bring to your attention my recent experience at the Beaugarte.
Last Thursday evening, I was in Quebec and I had heard about the Beaugarte, which is considered as a good pick up environment in the beautiful city of Quebec. I get dressed up in a sharp black suit and arrive there around 22:00. My first surprise was to see that people there were mostly in their 30ies and above. There were of course university students but they were in their minority. Music was loud and actually pretty good. Many people on the dance floor. What I liked about the place was that while music was loud on the dance floor, the intensity of the music dropped at the levels of tables, so that one can have a conversation without having to scream in the ear of your friends, guests or newly found date.
So, the first thing that I do when entering in the place was to scope out the place. I walked 3 times around the bar, just to get a sense to what I was getting into. I examined the people dancing, at the bar, what are the approximate ages of the ladies and gents, how they are dressed, what they were drinking. I would say that I kept to myself soaking in the atmosphere for the first 30 min or so. To be honest, I was not looking for a pickup, but just to be there and relax.
Then, I ordered a glass of red wine and went on the margin of the dance floor. While taking sips of the wine, it was obvious that some ladies were looking at me and talking between themselves. One lady, I would say in her early 40 ies, long blond hair came up to me and danced around me, giving me "the look". I was turned off because she was dressed in a tight pair of jeans with a tank top. It was less than flattering on her as she was trying to imitate a young chick in her teens. I did not respond. Other ladies that were looking at the scene got interested since they figured that I would out there for a lady of good taste. It was funny because 2 ladies in particular, early 30ies I estimate were dancing together. They were looking at me but, did not approach. Suddenly, out of the blue, another lady dressed in white, came up to me and started a conversation. I was kind enough to talk to her about 5-7 minutes but the nose ring was not a turn on for me. While I was talking to her, the 2 dancing ladies that I was referring to left the dance floor, probably saying to themselves that I was caught for the evening or something. Since she was not my type, I politely excused myself and took another slow walk around the bar.
I noticed the typical guy sitting in the bar. The guys mostly weared jeans and a shirt, drinking their beer out of the bottle. Guys, come on, do you have a body to die for and that chicks will fall all over you. You are one in 100. Remember above, I did wear my best suit, I really looked sharp. The wine glass (can be filled with wine, apple or grape juice for that matter) added a touch of sophestication. I was also quite sober. I saw a few guys out there pretty hammered, probably expecting to get laid during the evening. Guess what, it won't happen.
Now, after I "fled" the nice but the not my type lady, I saw a nice lady, waring tastefull jeans and a nice blouse. She was talking to a guy that seemed to have had a drink or 2 over his limit. When I passed, she stopped talking to the guy and stared at me. I gave her a nice smile but did not move towards her. 3-4 minutes passed and she finished her conversation with the guy. I wanted to meet with her since she seemed nice. I passed by her slowly and she said hi. "Hi", I replied. For the next hour, we chatted alot, small talk mostly but we exchanged some personal info. At one point, we went dancing and it was obvious that I was her type. She was dancing, by slowly turning her back to me and rubbing herself on my chest. We touched while dancing, with our hands and hips.
When we went back to the bar, I was sitting on the stool since I am tall and she was standing between my legs. We continued to talk but it was funny how she kept gently accidentally bumping into my groin part. Also, I could feel her breasts on my chest as she was talking to me in my ear. I in turn, put my hand from time to time on her hip. Our faces were very close to one another and I could smell the fragrance of her skin and hair. It was obvious that we were turned on by one another. But, I kept saying to myself that I am a gentleman and she is NOT an SP. This prevented me to touch her in other places and I resisted the urge to kiss her then and there.
It was then around midnight and I had an early start next morning. I told her that I am turning into a pumpkin and that I had to go. She laughed of course. She offered me her phone number then and there. I took it gracefully of course, kissed her good bye and left.
What are the key messages of this post:
1) the hunt is as gratifying as being laid by an SP. I did not expect to get out of there with a phone number. My expectations for the evening were surpassed.
2) Dress up. Loose the denim and the bottle of beer. How do you want to get noticed if you dress and act like most guys in a bar. Do things differently, you will get noticed as I did. Please remember that I am not an adonis and do not have a body to die for. I do keep in shape though and I am relatively lean and muscular.
3) Behave as a gentleman and do not jump on every occasion that is offered to you. Wait until you find a nice lady to spend your time. Remember, time is a precious resource. If the lady does not turn you on, pass and wait.
4) The Beaugarte has enormous potential as a pick up place. I would not plan to get banged after the evening though. It is a place to relax and unwind while meeting interesting people. I highly recommend you going there.
I hope this is useful to you.
Lone Rider