This morning we’re just hanging out in Hanoi post breakfast, drinking coffee. And we bump into this couple of ladies we’ve met on our travels. That’s not so unusual you would think? Well, no; except when we bumped into these guys when we were 3’ooo miles away in New Delhi, at one of three MASSIVE train stations. It was their first day of their holiday, and today was their last, which in itself is strange.
Oh, we also bumped into them in a restaurant in Jodhpur, AND at the Taj Mahal; as you do.
We’ve seen a few people several times, but usually in the same city, or neighbouring cities, not separate countries! Also, turns out one of them lives in Cambridge, where I used to live, and is from near to Norwich, where I currently live (although, technically I’m homeless as I have no address, anywhere!)
We swapped blogs, so if you’re reading hello! Also, sorry I forgot to ask your names, numerous times!
Freaky. Anybody out there able to beat that for travel coincidences?