In a conversation today, I remembered the day I first met RaShell.
I had moved from NYC to Berlin a few years earlier and was not yet writing for the magazine that would let me get into screenings at the Berlin FilmFest. That was a few years later. I had read in the Berlin newspaper that the new Spielberg film was going to be screened and, although it was pretty much sold out due to the heavy press, they announced there were “limited tickets” available for the premiere showing that night. Tickets were to go on sale at 3:00 PM.
Not wanting to miss the film, I arrived at about 11:45 AM and stood alone at the empty box office, book in hand to read while I waited, and a bottle of water and a couple of candy bars in my backpack.
I hadn’t been there five minutes when I see a black woman coming out of the subway exit, about 100 yards away, walking quickly in my direction.
First of all, you don’t see a whole lot of black women in Berlin - secondly, she was walking at a good clip and zeroing in my direction.
She got about 50 yards away and I could hear her yell, “Ain’t nobody but a New Yorker beating me to be first in this line!”
Sure enough, RaShell was a New York City Girl who had moved to Berlin almost the same time as I had. Although we had never met before - Berlin is a big city - we hit if off immediately. By the time the box office opened, we were fast friends and kept in touch for quite a few years later.
By the way…when the box office finally opened, there was a huge line almost around the block. I bought four tickets (the maximum allowed), RaShell bought four, and the guy behind her ordered four and was told “only two left.” Talk about limited ticket sale! All the rest of the tickets were for the following day. And in case anyone is wondering, the movie title was very appropriate for this story: Close Encounters Of The Third Kind.
So - anyone else have any interesting stories of how they first met someone who later became a good friend?