Stranger Danger?

Someone asked me how I treated strangers. The only reply I could come up with is, "I'm not familiar with that term. Could you explain it to me?" The question itself made me thankful for that part of me. No matter where I have lived or what I've been going through, I have really never met a stranger. I've met some VERY strange people, but I've never met someone I didn't feel like I knew, that I was sure I was connected with somehow, someway. (Yes, there were those nice guys on the train/bus that would propose, ask if I was devoted to someone, or whatever that I did everything I could to NOT connect with them, but other than that...)

Anyways, I wanted to get this on record mainly because I think it's part of what defines me. I hold true to this is a BIG way. When I was talking to the couple during the "lemonade trip", I realized, this is just me....SO me.

But my favorite of all time would have to be the Iowa ladies. Heh, heh, heh...I looked for the picture, but it's long gone, lost in the move. (too bad) So, what had happened was....

I was on my way back into the city from a meeting in the suburbs, just chilling on the Metra ("the way to really fly"). This group of about 5 ladies were so cute, all excited about their trip to Chicago.....you could feel the energy. So, I couldn't resist. So, we talked and had a great trip in. When we started approaching Ogilvie, they asked if I knew how to get to the Hancock building....only the BEST building in Chicago! So, I decided that a GOOD guide would TAKE them! By the time we got to Hancock (a nice little walk from Ogilvie), they had convinced me to at least go to Navy Pier so they could buy me a drink. (We were supposed to go to the Signature Room on the 95th floor of Hancock.) By the time we got to Navy Pier, I was going to Howl at the Moon with them. *laughing* Oh, what a night! I wouldn't trade that special day with those ladies for anything....yet it was such a special surprise that all started from a little conversation! Good times.