Who do I know that you know? Normally, I wouldn’t think to ask this question except there have now been several — almost freaky — incidents where I’ve come to meet someone in some random part of the world to find out they have encountered someone I know. It is a small freakin’ world, people, and the more I travel, the more I realize this.
Just the other day, I got a Facebook message from Lauren Fritsky, an American girl that I hang out with here in Sydney, asking me how the heck I was Facebook friends with someone she went to school with. It was so very strange because the guy she was referring to, I had actually met in Guatemala back at the end of 2007, and now I’m in Sydney conversing with Lauren about the weird coincidence.
Just a few months ago, I had another cross-encounter. An Aussie guy that found my blog and then decided to head to Travel Tribe friended me on Facebook. It was then that we discovered we had a mutual friend, someone I taught English with over in Ukraine, and someone he had taught English with in South Korea before that. And, now, I find myself meeting the third corner in the triangle in the land down under.
Now, if these encounters weren’t crazy enough for you, get this:
I met an American girl that was working as a nanny in Kazakhstan who was a mutual friend with someone I went to high school with. Uhm, yeah. KAZAKHSTAN. How’s that for random?
The world is pretty damn huge if you think about it, but our lives today — technology and the like — have made it just about as small as the county (not “country”) we may have grown up in. I can look at my friend’s Facebook profile and immediately recognize the mutual friends we have in common, even if they were people we met in very different parts of the world. It’s very freaky, but in a cool (six degrees of Kevin Bacon) way.
What sort of strange encounters have you had because of your travels?
We were playing the Mystery Faces portion in pub trivia tonight when I thought to write on this topic. The photo above shows the Mystery Faces answer sheet, as well as my mysterious reflection on the table top.