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		<title>How We Met Each Other</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p></p> <p>I&#160;registered on&#160;TAU2 out of&#160;curiosity rather than really hoping for success. I&#160;didn&#8217;t have the goal of&#160;getting married by&#160;all means and emigrating and&#160;I didn&#8217;t really think that this was possible. At&#160;one of&#160;the photo forums which&#160;I used sometimes because of&#160;my&#160;work, I&#160;saw an&#160;advertisement &#171;Serious men from Europe&#187;. The advertisement popped up&#160;once, then again, and&#160;I decided to&#160;have a&#160;look and see what kind of&#160;men they were.</p> <p></p> <p>I immediately realised that the site was very good, very proper. First, one can&#8217;t enter it&#160;without registration. That&#160;is, there are no&#160;idle onlookers, nobody visits my&#160;profile just to&#160;have a&#160;look at&#160;it&#160;and even other female users can&#8217;t see&#160;it. Also, TAU2 has very good moderators. On&#160;other dating sites, when you publish your profile, people start writing disgusting things to&#160;you. There&#8217;s nothing like that on&#160;TAU2, it&#8217;s obvious that the site is&#160;well moderated and any indecency is&#160;simply impossible.</p> However It&#160;Wasn&#8217;t That Easy <p>I&#160;quickly put together my&#160;profile, added the first photo&#160;I could find and, looking forward to&#160;lots of&#160;attention, started waiting for the men to&#160;contact&#160;me. I&#160;don&#8217;t remember how long&#160;I was waiting but&#160;I got no&#160;letters. Not a&#160;single one. I&#160;even thought that, perhaps, I&#160;did something wrong and&#160;I checked the message settings, but all the settings were correct. Except not a&#160;single man was interested in&#160;the humble me&#8230;</p> <p></p> <p>Then [...]]]></description>
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<p>I&nbsp;registered on&nbsp;TAU2 out of&nbsp;curiosity rather than really hoping for success. I&nbsp;didn&rsquo;t have the goal of&nbsp;getting married by&nbsp;all means and emigrating and&nbsp;I didn&rsquo;t really think that this was possible. At&nbsp;one of&nbsp;the photo forums which&nbsp;I used sometimes because of&nbsp;my&nbsp;work, I&nbsp;saw an&nbsp;advertisement &laquo;Serious men from Europe&raquo;. The advertisement popped up&nbsp;once, then again, and&nbsp;I decided to&nbsp;have a&nbsp;look and see what kind of&nbsp;men they were.</p>
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<p>I immediately realised that the site was very good, very proper. First, one can&rsquo;t enter it&nbsp;without registration. That&nbsp;is, there are no&nbsp;idle onlookers, nobody visits my&nbsp;profile just to&nbsp;have a&nbsp;look at&nbsp;it&nbsp;and even other female users can&rsquo;t see&nbsp;it. Also, TAU2 has very good moderators. On&nbsp;other dating sites, when you publish your profile, people start writing disgusting things to&nbsp;you. There&rsquo;s nothing like that on&nbsp;TAU2, it&rsquo;s obvious that the site is&nbsp;well moderated and any indecency is&nbsp;simply impossible.</p>
<h2>However It&nbsp;Wasn&rsquo;t That Easy </h2>
<p>I&nbsp;quickly put together my&nbsp;profile, added the first photo&nbsp;I could find and, looking forward to&nbsp;lots of&nbsp;attention, started waiting for the men to&nbsp;contact&nbsp;me. I&nbsp;don&rsquo;t remember how long&nbsp;I was waiting but&nbsp;I got no&nbsp;letters. Not a&nbsp;single one. I&nbsp;even thought that, perhaps, I&nbsp;did something wrong and&nbsp;I checked the message settings, but all the settings were correct. Except not a&nbsp;single man was interested in&nbsp;the humble me&#8230;</p>
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<p>Then I&nbsp;decided to&nbsp;be&nbsp;creative about presenting myself. I&nbsp;chose the photographs that showed what I&nbsp;do in&nbsp;life and not just a&nbsp;sweet but meaningless portrait.</p>
<p>It took more effort to&nbsp;brush up&nbsp;my&nbsp;profile. It&nbsp;had to&nbsp;be&nbsp;translated into English. This task was too important for a&nbsp;brainless electronic translator to&nbsp;be&nbsp;entrusted with&nbsp;it. I&nbsp;needed a&nbsp;correct word-by-word translation. This was not an&nbsp;easy task, considering the scanty remains of&nbsp;my&nbsp;English skills left after my&nbsp;college studies (I&nbsp;didn&rsquo;t study English at&nbsp;the secondary school). Even now I&nbsp;am not sure&nbsp;I have managed to&nbsp;do&nbsp;a&nbsp;good job of&nbsp;it. But I&nbsp;have tried not only to&nbsp;list my&nbsp;personal details but also to&nbsp;tell about my&nbsp;life views.</p>
<p>After that&nbsp;I received two or&nbsp;three postcards. It&nbsp;looked like the times of&nbsp;fairy tales, when young girls sat by&nbsp;a&nbsp;castle window and young men on&nbsp;mighty stallions competed for their attention, were long past. One has to&nbsp;be&nbsp;active to&nbsp;succeed. So&nbsp;I&nbsp;started studying the potential candidates.</p>
<p>I have prepared unique postcards that&nbsp;I made myself. I&nbsp;have thought about the questions to&nbsp;which even a&nbsp;short answer would show what kind of&nbsp;person this&nbsp;is. When selecting the candidates, I&nbsp;paid more attention to&nbsp;what they told about themselves rather than to&nbsp;their photographs because&nbsp;I know how misleading a&nbsp;picture can&nbsp;be, especially if&nbsp;taken by&nbsp;an&nbsp;amateur photographer.</p>
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<p>I got answers pretty much from everybody&nbsp;I had written&nbsp;to. They were nice and friendly. But Joao was one of&nbsp;the first men&nbsp;I got interested&nbsp;in. And the first man who wrote me&nbsp;a&nbsp;big letter. He&nbsp;wrote such interesting things in&nbsp;such an&nbsp;original way that it&nbsp;was impossible to&nbsp;answer briefly and superficially, he&nbsp;made me&nbsp;think about every word. After writing back to&nbsp;him, I&nbsp;had neither the time, nor the energy, nor the desire to&nbsp;answer any other messages. We&nbsp;communicated every day and discussed everything: from the Women&rsquo;s Day on&nbsp;March 8&nbsp;to&nbsp;the paintings of&nbsp;Goya, we&nbsp;also talked about housekeeping and some everyday things. We&nbsp;had common interests and communication was easy and interesting. Then we&nbsp;started calling each other and talking online. Five months passed from the moment we&nbsp;got acquainted to&nbsp;the moment we&nbsp;met in&nbsp;Lisbon. And when&nbsp;I was on&nbsp;my&nbsp;way to&nbsp;meet Joao, I&nbsp;already had a&nbsp;feeling that this was something serious. </p>
<p>All that time we&nbsp;used English to&nbsp;communicate. I&nbsp;used the translator on&nbsp;the site for communication, it&rsquo;s very convenient. But all those months&nbsp;I was studying English like crazy, using all possible methods. As&nbsp;a&nbsp;result, I&nbsp;was able to&nbsp;hold a&nbsp;simple conversation and since then&nbsp;I have made a&nbsp;significant progress and still use English. But at&nbsp;present I&nbsp;am gradually starting to&nbsp;use the Portuguese words and phrases that&nbsp;I manage to&nbsp;learn. It&rsquo;s a&nbsp;funny mix of&nbsp;languages at&nbsp;present, but&nbsp;I hope that later Portuguese will take the place of&nbsp;my&nbsp;weak English and&nbsp;I will be&nbsp;able to&nbsp;speak the native tongue of&nbsp;my&nbsp;husband fluently.</p>
<h2>Portugal and Moving There</h2>
<p>I like Portugal very much. Local people are very friendly and the country itself is&nbsp;strikingly beautiful. I&nbsp;keep noticing little things, little details that the locals must have got used to&nbsp;long ago but&nbsp;I still find them fascinating. It&rsquo;s such a&nbsp;pleasure to&nbsp;look at&nbsp;all those courtyards, little houses with windows that have no&nbsp;bars and probably have never had any bars. The place is&nbsp;very cosy, small and right out of&nbsp;a&nbsp;fairy tale. I&nbsp;realise that Europe is&nbsp;probably full of&nbsp;such places but anyway Portugal is&nbsp;like the first love to&nbsp;me.</p>
<p>The first days in&nbsp;Portugal I&nbsp;spent on&nbsp;a&nbsp;road: we&nbsp;went driving all over the country. Travelling together quickly shows what kind of&nbsp;a&nbsp;person you are with and you can see how this person behaves in&nbsp;some difficult situations. The better&nbsp;I got to&nbsp;know Joao, the more it&nbsp;felt like he&nbsp;was just the person I&rsquo;d like to&nbsp;see by&nbsp;my&nbsp;side. And this feeling is&nbsp;still there, my&nbsp;feelings towards my&nbsp;husband keep evolving.</p>
<p>On my&nbsp;first visit&nbsp;I spent over three months in&nbsp;Portugal. My&nbsp;daughter stayed in&nbsp;Russia and missed me&nbsp;very much, but&nbsp;I couldn&rsquo;t come back earlier because legalization of&nbsp;documents in&nbsp;Europe takes a&nbsp;very long time and without it&nbsp;one can&rsquo;t get the registration. Had I&nbsp;known about this before the trip, I&nbsp;would have got apostille stamps on&nbsp;all my&nbsp;documents, from passport to&nbsp;diplomas, in&nbsp;Russia. This would have saved both time and money.</p>
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<p>On my&nbsp;next visit to&nbsp;Portugal I&nbsp;took my&nbsp;daughter with me&nbsp;and&nbsp;I went there to&nbsp;stay. The only problem we&nbsp;had was the difficulties with the entry visas. The necessary requirement was to&nbsp;have had a&nbsp;job for at&nbsp;least six months with a&nbsp;salary of&nbsp;at&nbsp;least thirty thousand roubles. I&nbsp;don&rsquo;t know who came up&nbsp;with these rules, but according to&nbsp;them, our whole region can&rsquo;t leave the country. I&nbsp;lived in&nbsp;Stavropol where an&nbsp;average salary is&nbsp;seven or&nbsp;eight thousand roubles at&nbsp;best. And as&nbsp;for&nbsp;me, I&nbsp;didn&rsquo;t have a&nbsp;salary at&nbsp;all, I&nbsp;was a&nbsp;freelancer because it&nbsp;suited me&nbsp;better&#8230;</p>
<p>But we&nbsp;have found a&nbsp;solution: we&nbsp;bought a&nbsp;travel tour, this is&nbsp;the best way for a&nbsp;person who, like myself, had never before been abroad. And we&nbsp;bought the tour in&nbsp;Lisbon, it&nbsp;was even cheaper this way.</p>
<p>Joao&rsquo;s family was very nice to&nbsp;us. I&nbsp;was very lucky to&nbsp;get such a&nbsp;mother-in-law, she&rsquo;s very friendly. At&nbsp;first&nbsp;I didn&rsquo;t even understand what they were talking about between themselves but it&rsquo;s still very obvious how people treat you. My&nbsp;daughter and&nbsp;I have easily adapted to&nbsp;the new place. She goes to&nbsp;school, I&nbsp;spend a&nbsp;lot of&nbsp;time and effort on&nbsp;learning Portuguese because it&rsquo;s impossible to&nbsp;find a&nbsp;job without being able to&nbsp;speak the language. Recently we&nbsp;bought a&nbsp;spacious apartment, with three bedrooms, in&nbsp;the very centre of&nbsp;the city, with windows overlooking an&nbsp;ancient castle.</p>
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<p>Of course, there were difficulties. For example, I&nbsp;couldn&rsquo;t do&nbsp;the simplest things on&nbsp;my&nbsp;own, like taking my&nbsp;child to&nbsp;the doctor. We&nbsp;still go&nbsp;to&nbsp;the doctor all together, it&rsquo;s kind of&nbsp;a&nbsp;family outing.</p>
<p>The second problem is&nbsp;the cuisine, in&nbsp;Portugal it&rsquo;s very different. Of&nbsp;course, I&nbsp;have given my&nbsp;husband a&nbsp;taste for the borscht. But in&nbsp;general Portuguese consider the Russian cuisine too fatty, too rich in&nbsp;calories. They don&rsquo;t eat butter. And even if&nbsp;they do&nbsp;make soup, it&rsquo;s a&nbsp;vegetable soup, pur&eacute;ed in&nbsp;a&nbsp;blender. It&nbsp;took me&nbsp;a&nbsp;long time to&nbsp;get used to&nbsp;this.</p>
<p>Another problem is&nbsp;the cold. There is&nbsp;no&nbsp;central heating or&nbsp;radiators here, only a&nbsp;fireplace. Of&nbsp;course, a&nbsp;fireplace is&nbsp;pretty, it&rsquo;s pleasant to&nbsp;look at&nbsp;the fire and to&nbsp;warm up&nbsp;by&nbsp;it, but it&nbsp;burns out quickly and that&rsquo;s it, it&rsquo;s cold again. And the winters aren&rsquo;t that warm. I&rsquo;m always cold. The problem seems funny, but it&nbsp;does exist. I&nbsp;have even drawn a&nbsp;stove and asked my&nbsp;husband how come such a&nbsp;clever nation still can&rsquo;t figure out how to&nbsp;make a&nbsp;stove.</p>
<p>But the main thing is&nbsp;the change of&nbsp;life pace. I&nbsp;used to&nbsp;be&nbsp;on&nbsp;the go&nbsp;all the time and now I&rsquo;m stuck at&nbsp;home and don&rsquo;t know when this will be&nbsp;over. On&nbsp;the other hand, yes, I&nbsp;used to&nbsp;have an&nbsp;interesting job, a&nbsp;full, cheerful life, but, come to&nbsp;think of&nbsp;it, I&nbsp;didn&rsquo;t have a&nbsp;feeling that everything was well. If&nbsp;I&rsquo;m unemployed now, this is&nbsp;the price&nbsp;I have to&nbsp;pay for being happy in&nbsp;my&nbsp;family life.</p>
<h2>My Piece of&nbsp;Advice</h2>
<p>To all those who are looking for their other half, I&nbsp;have only one advice: look for the person with whom you have something in&nbsp;common. You need to&nbsp;look for a&nbsp;certain personality rather than for a&nbsp;person from a&nbsp;particular country&nbsp;or, which is&nbsp;even worse, choosing a&nbsp;person based on&nbsp;his picture. We&nbsp;went on&nbsp;a&nbsp;trip to&nbsp;Spain and saw a&nbsp;vineyard with a&nbsp;rich, beautiful house there. So, a&nbsp;girl sees the photo of&nbsp;a&nbsp;man with such a&nbsp;house in&nbsp;the background. Of&nbsp;course, it&nbsp;looks nice. And then she marries that rich Spaniard and what does she see there? The house is&nbsp;in&nbsp;the middle of&nbsp;nowhere and her expectations were wrong. That&rsquo;s why you have to&nbsp;know exactly what you want and to&nbsp;base your search on&nbsp;this.</p>
<p>In general, we, women, have two problems: fear and passivity. We&nbsp;would rather sit and bemoan our hard life. But one has to&nbsp;do&nbsp;something about&nbsp;it, to&nbsp;keep trying. I&nbsp;don&rsquo;t mean to&nbsp;lower your expectations, this is&nbsp;important, too. But to&nbsp;be&nbsp;more tolerant of&nbsp;men. They are different, there are a&nbsp;lot of&nbsp;men who are not the way we&nbsp;would like them to&nbsp;be, but not all of&nbsp;them are like that!<br />
The appearance of&nbsp;dating websites is&nbsp;a&nbsp;godsend. It&rsquo;s a&nbsp;wonderful invention and people should use it&nbsp;even if&nbsp;the search fails. If&nbsp;it&nbsp;failed once, it&nbsp;will succeed the next time. Keep trying!</p>
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