Earlier today, while stuck in traffic on the 405, I could not stop laughing about how two of my friends found love on the traffic congested highways of Los Angeles.
Think about it. Early morning. You're looking good in route to work. The sun is shining, perhaps the music is on, the roof of your car down. You look over and see the driver in the car next to you and you want to say:
Think I'm nuts? You're wrong.
I have one friend who married a person they met in the morning while driving on the 101 (south). And I have another friend who has been dating the same person for nearly two years: they met while being parked at the 101 & 405 interchange.
Love happens in the oddest places.