If I'm in a car on the highway (not driving), especially at night, I always get the feeling I don't belong there. The nightly highway seems such a strange place and I expect to arrive in an alien town. Whether I'm an alien visiting Earth or whether I'm an Earthling visiting an alien planet isn't much of the question. If I look at the highway long enough, I become perfectly sure I'm not of this world. The driver and/or the other passengers become strangers, too. They are invariably friendly strangers, driving me in their weird car-thingy to their place because they want to show it to me.
The idea goes away when we exit the highway or when we start talking. Quite smoothly, even, as if there's nothing weird with being an alien at one moment and feeling totally at home the other. I'm never disappointed to arrive in a familiar-looking town instead of an alien one. Though I'm almost sure I wouldn't be surprised if we DID arrive in an alien town.