That sounds very promising, softkitty and I'm glad to hear it.
Jarlin it'd be a shame not to go for date number 6 if you do like him though. Maybe it will happen, but he's a bit nervous?
Folkgirl sorry you've not be feeling good about things. Hope you're ok today.
Well -a v detailed update on Paris. We got the train to London at 5.55am. Two and half hour journey, which we spent mostly looking at each other. I've never really had that whole staring at each other for ages in silence with anyone before. We do it a lot. Then the Eurostar, which was brilliant and we were so excited. The train journey passed so quickly. We were quite besotted by each other I think, but after an hour getting comfortable 
at the hotel, we did see some places.
The first day we saw the Notre dame, which was so incredible that we saw it again on the Sunday. We wandered around the Champs Elysees and had dinner followed by cocktails at an amazing little bar.
The second day we wandered to the cemetery where Oscar Wilde's grave is. It's very gothic and spooky, but fascinating. We saw the Eiffel tower from the outside, all sparkly and lit up at night. On the Saturday, we were quite disappointed by the lack of nightlife. The French are not big drinkers, it seems. Geeky and I drank wine and ate cheese and crisps at the hotel and had an amazing time together.
Third day, we climbed the Eiffel Tower, but the top was closed, which was a shame. Incredible views of Paris.
We learned a lot about each other and got more attached, which I didn't realise was possible. Geeky likes to take photos of everything. He's an incredible photographer. When he's nervous or worried, he likes to put things into straight lines. I have some traits of anxiety/OCD - which he recognised, as he has some of them himself. But it was nice that we didn't have to pretend to be anything other than ourselves. Geeky's little quirks just made me love him more.
The Arc de Triomphe just makes me giggle now, as I think of geeky saying 'arc de triomphe' in a really exaggeratedly awful French accent. Neither of us can speak much French, so we muddled through and made lots of mistakes together.
Going home, we mainly looked at each other a lot again. I feel sorry for the people sitting opposite each us - we are both very sappy about each other and spend a lot of time just stroking each others hands and doing the staring thing. He also makes me laugh so much. I've never wanted a train journey to last longer before. When the train pulled in at the station, I felt like crying and so did he. It's just that going back to seeing each other a couple of times a week, due to work/my dc, is going to be so incredibly hard. Geeky sent quite a few texts saying how sad he was and that he was missing me. He was struggling, but trying to pull himself together. I knew how he felt.