What are the odds? On Saturday I flew from Seattle to Phoenix. This young teenage girl sat down next to me and I had the strange feeling that I knew her. She pulled out a magazine and I took a look at the address on the front cover and it was almost identical to the address where I lived for five years before moving last November. I then realized that this was one of the neighbor kids who I would see playing out in the street in front of the house almost every day.
What are the odds that your neighbor would be on the same flight as you AND sitting next to you? It really is a small world after all.