Airports are a great place to meet people from other countries if one can gather up the nerve to talk to them. Several magnets have traded hands from those meetings.
While waiting for a delayed plane in Charlotte, NC, I butted into a conversation in Spanish and asked the woman closer to me where she was from. She told me she lived in Columbia and was pleased to take home a magnet for me. Columbia is very beautiful, she said, and more tourists should go there.
On the same trip I was in Miami where I was anxiously awaiting my son's plane which was coming in for landing as our connecting flight was loading up to leave. I met a young woman, an air traffic controller from DC, whose husband was on the same plane. They were going to Machu Picchu in Peru and agreed to take a magnet for me. This woman was a lifesaver because she stood at the door holding up a sign telling my son which gate to rush off to. Thanks to her, we made our connection by the skin of our teeth...literally!
My son and his girl met a couple from Branson, Missouri in the Little Rock airport. These folks said they'd spent their adult life traveling around d the country on Gold Wing motorcycles. They didn't come from and were not going to any exotic foreign country but made a favorable enough impression that my son wanted to give them a magnet. So he did.
One friend coming from Philadelphia struck up a conversation with a couple of women who were going to Argentina. On this particular adventure they planned to bike through the country visiting vinyards. I suppose they intended to do some wine tasting on the way. A magnet went along for the ride.
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