Whenever I'm asked this, the first memory that comes to mind is of Jess (GP's other founder) and I traveling in Thailand in 2005.
We had dropped off our passports at the Vietnamese embassy to get visas prior to our flight the next morning. After dropping them off, we wanted to get in some last minute shopping. While in a little Thai shop, I glanced at the clock and it was after 5pm - the embassy would be closing/closed! Jess and I FREAKED OUT.
We waived down two Thai guys on mopeds and jumped on the back, backpacks and all. (How they knew where the embassy was is a mystery to this day?!) But lo and behold we get there and of course, it's closed. We sat on the curb outside and cried. Literally.
The gate next to the embassy started to open and a black sedan pulled up with tinted windows to go inside. I immediately started knocking on the window. The man inside kindly heard our [sob] story and decided to unlock the embassy and let us in.
He offered us a Coca-Cola to stave off the mid-afternoon Thai heat and processed our visas right then and there! Looking back, he was probably the ambassador or consulate himself, we were just too sweaty, shaken-up, and grateful to realize. And off we went to Vietnam on our fight the next day to continue the adventure...