I have always cherished a good "how we met" story - and, though at this time I am single, I have some really good stories to share: (my favorites are the ones from my travels even if they didn't result in real relationship)
These are the basics, read on for more details:
(1) on a university bus (2) via a 8 hour phone conversation (3) on a train - due to a lost wallet (4) on an awful walking tour in Germany - due to pouring rain (5) In a hostel - due to needing a pot to cook with
**1** (3 year relationship - College Boyfriend)
I met my college boyfriend on our University Shuttle Bus. I happened to be sitting next to a boy that I had been crushing on for a few weeks, and had just discovered that he was in a long term relationship!
So, being surprised (and a little hurt) at the discovery, I promptly made eye contact and smiled at the very cute, very tall guy across the aisle. Turns out we had the same bus stop, and walk in the same direction towards our apartments. We exchange names and a few little tidbits of information (including that I got out of class every day at the same time) but I didn't think much would come out of it.
A mere 2 or 3 days later, I'm walking home from the bus stop, and he pops out of his apartment, and invites me over for dinner. It was a fantastic home-cooked meal and the best first date I've ever had in my life.
**2** (2 year relationship - High School Boyfriend)
During the summer between 8th grade and freshman year of high school, my best friend was at my house, telling me all about this guy who was about to be a senior in high school that she thought was the best thing since sliced bread, and insisted that we call him up. We do so, but she can't seem to manage to hold any sort of conversation, and insists that I get on the phone with her.
This chat, the first time I talked to this guy, lasted for 8 hours. (and let me tell you, I'm really not a phone person!) He became my best friend and "big brother" sort of figure for my freshman year of high school. A year later we recognized our mutual feelings for each other and it developed into a relationship which lasted until graduation.
**3** (Chance encounter while traveling)
Last summer I experienced Europe in the best way possible - 3 months with a backpack and europass. For one of the train rides from Munich to Berlin, I hopped on the train without making a reservation, and worried that they would fine me for doing so. There were not many people in my car, and I feared that no one would be able to speak English (which was rather naive of me since nearly everyone in western Europe seems to speak at least 3 languages fluently)
I asked a young man across the way if he spoke English, and he responded, "Yes! And I'm so glad you said something to me, because I thought you were German, but I really wanted to talk to you!" He was returning to a small town only a few stops away from Munich to retrieve his wallet which was left in a train station restaurant.
After traveling together for about an hour (sharing stories, music, food, and a lot of laughs), we reach his stop and exchange phone numbers, he tells me that he may meet up with me in Berlin instead of returning to his friends - who were on their way to Spain. I wish him luck and watch him go...
Next thing I know, he's jumping back on the train with his wallet in hand and tells me, "It must be fate! Let's go to Berlin!" 4 more hours on the train together and we arrive - where he walks with me to my hostel - which turns out to have only one bed available for the night, and it's in my room - we then go to the fan fest (what they turned their largest park into during the world cup) have some fantastic beer and bratwurst, ride the giant ferris wheel which gives up a bird's eye view of the city, and decide that the next day we would plan to have Thai massages together, have a picnic in the park, and do typical touristy things together. We create a story for ourselves and begin telling strangers that we were engaged, it was an intense couple days together, absolutely a blast! (Unfortunately, he (a Yale graduate(!)) lived in the DC area, while I lived in Texas, the distance resulted in no real chance of a relationship)
**4** (another chance encounter)
Again in Berlin, I decided to go on a 4 hour walking tour, where I noticed 4 very handsome young men hanging out in the back, chatting amongst themselves. I did not foresee any reason to meet them, but lo and behold, amidst our 4 hour walking tour we encounter pouring rain, we all run for cover in a local pub, and while drenched and shivering, one of the 4 ask me if I'd like to join them for a pint - since we were already there at the bar. (I of course accept and discover that they are 2 law students and 2 law graduates from London)
We agree that the tour was a bore and decide to ditch it once it starts up again. After a long chat we decide to go to our respective hostels, change into dry clothes and meet back up a couple hours later (8pm) for dinner and drinks, even though I have a train to catch the next morning - this outing lasted until sunrise.
I missed my train, and find that my hostel does not have any room for the next night. Thus I end up sneaking into their hostel and staying with them for the next 24 hours. I had such a splendid time with these guys, and they've told me that if ever I need a home away from home in England they'd have open doors for me.
**5** (yet another chance encounter)
After an extremely rough day in Nice, France, I decide that I am going to cook myself a nice dinner and spend the evening alone. I purchase the basics for a good pasta dinner (knowing that there is a range in my room) I return to the hostel and discover that there are no pots or pans to be found.
I speak with the manager who informs me that there are two conditions on the pots: 1. you must pay a 20 euro deposit and 2. you must be staying in a private room. I, unfortunately, am staying in a dorm room. A guy sitting at the computer says, "I'm staying in a private room with a friend, we'll get the pots for you"
We do so, and then they invite me to join them to dinner, I tell them that it would defeat the purpose of obtaining the pot, but perhaps I could meet up with them for a glass of wine a bit later. It's agreed.
We meet up again and through lengthy discussion I discover that they are race car drivers (no joke!) They are in France for a race, and they had rented some scooters and ask me if I'd like to go on a ride with them the next day. I accept and we end up riding from Nice to Monaco and back through Nice to Antibes. There is nothing like riding on the back of a scooter at 110 km/h (nearly 70 mph) another incredible experience.
I've met a number of fantastic guys, and have more amazing stories, but I feel I've strayed from the topic of how you met your significant other, since these last three did not result in significant relationships. Hopefully you find them as exciting and entertaining as I have. If you have any thoughts or comments, want to know about any more about my adventures, or if you have any questions - write me! (PS - I think I'll add some photos to this once I figure it out!)