It's a small world

Yes it is a small world. Today, I was looking at the fellow girls on match.com and saw my good friend from Nevada so I gave her a wink LOL... seriously though I've been to Nevada and I see people there that I went to school with in the Philippines. It seems like everyone seems so familiar as well.

It certainly is a small world gifana, and during our travels we have met people in the most unexpected places. Once when travelling in the outback we stopped to assist an elderly couple whose car had broken down. When talking it turned out they were returning from visiting daughter and s-i-l. We had never met these people before, but knew daughter and s-i-l and were on our way to visit them. LOL Just a few months ago we were spending a few days in a caravan park while doing some fishing. Sitting in the camp kitchen one night, a group of us were talking. We mentioned we were going to where my husband had grown up after we left the caravan park. Turns out that one couple lived in a town only 7kms from there and they knew so many people that my husband grew up with. Another couple knew my m-i-l from Church. We didn't know either couple. The funniest thing was when our son turned 18, which is the legal age for drinking etc here in Australia. As a youngster we had always told him to be careful what he did, not to lie to us about anything he did wrong, because either way we would always hear about it from somebody else within 72 hours of his "indiscretion". The day before he turned 18, the Year 12 school results were released - year 12 being the last year at Secondary School before going onto Univerity or whatever. All the Year 12 students from the district met at a couple of the hotels in the town to celebrate, or commiserate as the case may be. We took our son there, and picked him up after because we wanted him home on the morning of his birthday. He said he had a good night, they had been to a couple of hotels etc. End of story as he told it. The following day I was in town shopping when I ran into someone I knew who mentioned our son. She said "gee, he has certainly grown hasn't he?" I agreed with her and then ask about her family and job etc, and she tells me that she was working the night before and had seen our son at the Club. "Oh", says me, "did you check his ID". No they hadn't because they knew him etc. However to go into a licenced Club he should have been 18, which he wasn't the night before. Talked to son again when I got home about where he went the previous night but he didn't tell me about the Club. I then asked him directly, and to his credit he admitted that he had been there. I told him that in future to tell us the truth at the beginning because as we had always told him, someone would tell us within 72 hours and in fact we learnt of it within 12 hours. LOL

When my husband and I used to go out to eat on the weekends, we usually went to a restaurant owned by a friend of his. We always felt welcome there, they served great food, and we had our own special waitress that always waited on us. That was from 1976-1988 when the restaurant was sold. In 1990, we were having a new house built and were getting to know our new neighbors when we'd check to see how the construction was progressing. One evening the lady next door said her Mom and Dad were on their way over, so we could meet them also. It turns out her Mom was "our special waitress". We live in a big city (over 1 million), and we never really expected to see our waitress again as often as we have over the past 16 years. Small world, indeed.

Having not traveled any further than Niagara Falls, I can't say this has ever happened to me. I did go to to Goose Rocks Beach in Maine and thought how wonderful it was on this beach. There was nobody around that I knew or that knew me. Five minutes later I heard someone speak my name. It was someone from the town I lived in. No matter where you go, there you are!