How about the Greyhound bus? My sailor hubby was on his way from New York to his ship in Calif. by Greyhound. I got on in Ohio back in the day before everybody flew. My first time away from home. Another high sch. friend was with me. Only empty seat was with this little guy dressed in black & stocking feet. So my friend sat with a guy behind & I sat with this guy in black. We traveled all the way talking & talking. We married 8 months later. We were married 50 yrs. before I lost him 2 yrs. ago. His dad thought that was the most romantic story he'd ever heard. I always say I married the stranger my daddy told me not to talk to. Daddy loved him.