Everybody has stories like this, but I just have to share my most recent one.
This year I arrived at the ‘w’ place at the same time as a teaching couple with a young family. It took us a few days to realise that we both used to live in Kuwait and then we realised we both worked at the same school – they arrived from another school the year after I left. We were so busy that not much more was said. I then mentioned this ‘funny’ on the phone to my mum, who asked their names: Turns out that my mum taught their youngest child last year. The couple and I spoke more and laughed at the situation; an easy time out of the present, to reminisce a bit about our past lives and talk about friends in common. We then realised that for two years we passed each other running on the promenade every weekend morning. We would wave and say hello-as you do to fellow runners-and continue to run.
This week we are off to run together in Nairobi.
Funny village we live in.