I'm in Houston, a city of over six million people. What are the chances I would end up in a medical waiting room with three other women and one of them would also have a house in Guanajuato, Mexico. Small chance! But add the improbability that we would both count Phyllis who also has a home in San Miguel as a best friend. I'm sure that a statistician could figure the probability but whatever the number is I'd still be amazed.
The two of us were so shocked, we asked one of the other people in the waiting room to take a picture of us.
Ha! I thought these kind of things only happened in San Miguel de Allende.
Billie, I'm not one to try and calculate odds, but it DOES seem that a lot of SMAs residents are Tejanos- and a lot are from the Houston area. Heck, even Babs is running around the town this weekend! Now if you had been in Fargo, ND, and had the same encounter, Oi Vey! LOL! Still, a really neat co-inky-dink, and well worth chronicling !,
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Dan in NC
Dan, wherever I am when these things happen, I'm left amazed and have to share it.
DeleteDoesn't it just remind you that we are all six degrees of separation!
ReplyDeleteI once was on a plane coming from Amsterdam flying back to Houston. A man was sitting next to me who was flying to Houston too - final destination Clear Lake. Oh really I said, I used to live in that area. Oh yes, he was going to pick up a boat he bought at Lakewood Yacht Club. Oh really I said. What is the name of it. It was my best friends boat that I had sailed on for years! I nearly fell in the aisle....How does this stuff happen?
These things get spooky. I love your story.
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