Mr. Sparks

So I had this Kayak coupon and decided I want to go Kayak in La Jolla Cove. Mr. Sparks challenged me on my fear of heights while climbing, so it's my turn to challenge Mr. Sparks on his fear of water. I know, I asked him to do something again. It's against the rules. But at this point he is more of a fun activity partner than anything else.

It was a choppy afternoon, bad for someone who's afraid of water and gets seasick. We took the tour and it was just the two of us and the guide. I liked it because it's a private tour, but Mr. Sparks got pretty queasy at the end. I was going to invite Mr. Sparks in to my place but seeing that he was about to barf, I let him go home and retain whatever dignity he had left. He was a good sport though. No whining about the weather, doing his best to get the most out.

So now the score isn't even: he asked me out once, and I asked him out twice. The ball is in his court. I am never going to ask him out again until he initiate. He's been texting me the last few nights. Oh the sparks.

He lent me a book so I know I'll see him at least one more time, however it's going to happen. I will then clarify our relationship: is he interested in just being friends/activity partners, or is he interested in dating? I ain't 25 anymore. Ain't no time to play games.

What I learned: the history of La Jolla Cove.

Fourth date: imminent but big question in place.