Bizarre Small World

For the last two weeks Diann & I have been on vacation. One week in Paris and the surrounding areas, and one week in Norway visiting my family. (Pictures and more detailed “how to see Paris in a week” itineraries are forthcoming, I promise)

A very bizarre thing happened to us on the flight back. We took the Scandinavian Airlines (SAS) flight from Copenhagen to Seattle. We had just cleared passport control in the airport, when I hear someone yell “Oh my God!”. Now, we’re in Denmark, and they speak Danish, so hearing someone yell, in English, “Oh my God!” is a little weird.

It gets weirder.

It’s a friend of mine from work. In Denmark. Nearly 5,000 miles away from home. How weird is that? It gets weirder!

We say hi, and she has another flight to catch, so we start walking further down the jetway. We hear a shriek.

It’s another friend from back in Seattle. Again, In Denmark. Nearly 5,000 miles away from home. IT GETS WORSE!

We’re sitting at the gate waiting on our plane, and someone from Diann’s Norwegian class walks up to say hi.

So, all told, we spent 5 hours in Copenhagen’s airport, almost 5,000 miles away from home, and ran into three friends from back home. I honestly don’t think we run into that many people we know when we’re out and about in Seattle!