This reminds me of my flight returning from San Jose, CA to the upper Midwest, my current home. Within a few moments of my choosing an aisle seat, someone (who

This reminds me of my flight returning from San Jose, CA to the upper Midwest, my current home. Within a few moments of my choosing an aisle seat, someone (who I later found out was from my hometown) joined me in the neighboring middle seat and immediately struck up a conversation. It was about his recommendation of a book I had in my lap that he had previously read. It was then that I realized this type of occurrence hadn't happened throughout the time I was in CA, and was a welcome reminder of home. Perhaps it was just coincidence that a stranger confronted me on my flight home, but I certainly have perceived people here to be a good deal more willing to talk to strangers and seemingly less aloof.