The smallness of Iceland does a good job of explaining why there isn’t a dating culture.Consistently running into the same people over and over again encourages men to bide their time and take less immediate risks.The guys are passive not because they’re genetically weak (they come from Viking stock for fuck’s sake), but because the environment encourages them with more bangs if they pretty much wait for pussy to fall onto their laps.
Also, the typical girl coming up to you will be chubby with average looks.
Depending on your standards, this could be good or bad, but for me the hottest Icelandic girls I fucked were the ones I approached. Until I got to Denmark, I’ve never seen such piss-poor all-around game.
That’s not to say that you won’t be approached for looking cool at the bar.
I was approached more in Iceland than I was in Washington DC, but waiting to get approached isn’t a sound game model if you have a short timeline.
I don’t like making generalizations on race because individual variance is so great, but I believe minorities should have it easier in Iceland than in America. Therefore don’t expect much of a warm welcome, even if you dress or look completely different from the locals.
Your bangs are mostly going to result from approaching a horny, drunk girl at the end of the night, not by somehow broadcasting your exotic status by looking cool at the bar.
The lack of dating in Iceland creates a fascinating bang progression.
In America, it would take a certain number of digits, kisses, and dates to get one bang.
In Iceland, a small, egalitarian culture where class differences are minor and everyone treats everyone else the same, the proper game is being a chill, outgoing guy who can provide the best logistics for private sex.
I must stress that in Iceland I didn’t feel like I was using game at all.
I definitely didn’t win over any Icelandic girls with complicated routines or techniques like I would with their American counterparts.