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I went out for Greek food (Mykonos - 'Sokay) and a walk around Green Lake with the Islander. I kept hoping I could find a romantic spot for twilight ahem, but the benches were occupied and my favorite pier was full of people who were apparently having a mini-rave with, it must be said, some choice tunes. I've never felt so conflicted on a date in my life. Well, as she warned me, she was getting over a cold and coughed quite a bit. Maybe the paucity of snogs was for the best.
She was going to take a bus from near the northeast corner of the lake where we started, but it was going to take so long that I offered to walk her to Aurora to catch the E. That was a wait, too, so we ducked into St. Andrews, where work paged her. Le sigh. At least I got to keep her (and some beers) company while she dealt with the situation. She ended up taking Uber home.
I had earlier considered going dancing later that night, but after walking about four miles in my gladiator sandals my dogs were barking. Not that I'm complaining about dating a woman who's willing & able to walk all the way around the lake with me; I love that.
She was going to take a bus from near the northeast corner of the lake where we started, but it was going to take so long that I offered to walk her to Aurora to catch the E. That was a wait, too, so we ducked into St. Andrews, where work paged her. Le sigh. At least I got to keep her (and some beers) company while she dealt with the situation. She ended up taking Uber home.
I had earlier considered going dancing later that night, but after walking about four miles in my gladiator sandals my dogs were barking. Not that I'm complaining about dating a woman who's willing & able to walk all the way around the lake with me; I love that.
