You look familiar...

Strange things happen when you're travelling. Call in coincidence. Call it fate. Call it damn weird. Whatever you call it, it happens... a lot. People say it's a small world. Well... it's not if you've ever been on a torturously slow Polish train. But at the same time it is.

This morning I woke up. Groggily rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Dragged my body up to a sitting position and started blinking furiously. There in the bed across the room, also blinking furiously, was Simone. My kiwi friend who I met on the boat from Bari to Dubrovnik. One of several people that I spent a little over a week with in Croatia. What where the chances? My sleepy brain certainly couldn't compute it, try as it might. So with hushed steps and barely audible whispers we crept out of our beds and into the hallway... Where we promptly squeeled like two little piglets at meal time and hugged ourselves silly. (No doubt undoing all the delicate quietness we'd been so careful to preserve!) I knew our mutual friend Corrina was due to arrive in Berlin soon, but I had no idea about Simone. Let alone waking up in not only the same hostel, but the same damn dorm!

Call it coincidence. Call it fate. Call it awesome.