Thinking about Elul Zman…
I was flying to Eretz Yisroel via Toronto (on Air Canada) in the beginning of one Elul Zman.
There were a handful of bochurim from a few different cities on commuter flights flying to Toronto for the major leg of the journey and naturally the twenty or so of us all converged to the same spot in the airport.
Then 4 bochurim from Toronto came to the area where we were waiting- each one carrying a pie of pizza. They told us that they knew that there would be bochurim from other cities on the flight so they brought supper for everyone.
We got drinks, ate, schmoozed and davened Maariv before boarding the flight. We got together again for Shachris but after the plane landed we each went our own way.
As a side point-
A secular person commented to me that he noticed how pleasant such a large group of teenagers were behaving as well as how each and every one of us was dressed so respectfully; wearing shoes, black pants and a button down pressed shirt. (He also pointed out that he never saw a group that size where every single person was wearing glasses!)