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Went on a second date today. We roamed the National Botanical Garden, where he showed me a fern that will fold up when you touch it, and talked about scaffolding in Asia made of bamboo, and how it's surprisingly steady. We sampled scents on display in the West Gallery, most of which were too strong for me, walked the catwalk(from which we could see their beehive) and sat on a bench in the Jungle display where he spoke of automaticaly expecting to see coconuts when he was in such a place, roamed the gardens outside, which I'd never gotten a chance to see before, and then sat for a long time on a bench by the big fountain across the way, in the shade and kept cool by the spray, which meant I lost all track of time. It was well past five when we finally parted ways, with plans to do National Harbor next. It was a little long to be out though; I came home exhausted, dehydrated, feeling faint at points, and covered in sweat, and it was some time before I could be sure I hadn't just fallen ill. I'm not as spry as I used to be.
Also missed the second half of the French Open final, though so far I've heard nothing about it that makes me regret that. Found the Andy Murray coaching news more interesting. Still, while one wants to be the first pairing of a top male player and female coach to be successful, too many coaching arrangements have failed to work to assume anything at least until this first trial month is up.