One Sunday night two friends stopped by my place unannounced, about 10pm. They convinced me to leave with them. They had a 12 pack of beer in the car and it was a warm, breezy summer night. As far as I could tell, they had no destination in mind but we ended up on the top deck of the parking garage at the airport. We sat on the hood of the car and drank beer and talked and watched planes take off and land for hours and hours. It was beyond awesome.
Here’s a secret: if somebody wants to get to know me, this is exactly how to do it. Take me somewhere that’s just a little unusual, talk to me, and get me to talk. We’ll leave friends.