I was reading this post on BlogHer the other day (short story--the author gave a woman her ferry ticket and made a new friend) and it got me thinking about all the wonderful friends I've made while traveling. Most moved in and out of my life in an evening--a few drinks, a few stories, some much needed help at just the right time--but they were friends all the same. I like to think they're all happy, and I always hope their kindnesses to me were credited to them somewhere down the road.
For this week's poll:
Tell a story of a friend you made while traveling.
Comment and discuss.