It's a Small,Small World!

My Australian son was living in a small Pennsylvania town not normally frequented by tourists, when he dropped into a small shop to buy some milk on his way home from work. The customer in front of him was an Australian tourist, having trouble working out the coins for change. The little old lady owner of the shop was all excited, twittering on about actually having a real, live Australian in her shop, how she had never met an Australian, etc.

"What did she say when she found out you were Australian too?" I asked. "Wasn't game to say anything", he replied. "I thought she might have had a heart attack if she found out there were two of us there."

On my RTW I did when I was still young (that was back in '92) strange encounters happened to me twice:

1. in Singapore I ran into a fellow student from my Universtity (back home in Germany) right on the street. We had seminars together maybe one or two years earlier.
2. in Penang, Malaysia I ran into an English guy I met in Mexico half a year earlier, where we travelled together for about a week before we went our separate ways - he westwards and my self eastwards, to meet again on the other side of the globe by pure incident !