I have to add another Paris story!
A few months before I left to study abroad in France, several people in my residence hall told me I just had to meet another woman who lived in our dorm who had studied in France the year before. But we never connected (a feat on a campus of 7500- you got to know EVERYONE after four years!). I even saw pictures of her when I stopped by her room to chat- she was just never around.
So, fast foward to my first week in France- a random street in Paris that I wouldn't be able to find again if my life depended on it. And guess who I ran into? Yep, she had been in Paris visiting friends for part of the summer.
In a college bible group I met a guy who was born in the same hospital on the same day as me.
My brother ran into one of our childhood babysitters in the Manila, Phillippines airport a few years ago. He was leaving after a summer's mission work, she was arriving to visit family. I can't believe he even recognized her, after 20 -odd years.
If you are a dreamer, come in. If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar, a hoper, a prayer, a magic-bean-buyer. If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire, for we have some flax-golden tales to spin. Come in! Come in! Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends.