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Monday, May 05, 2008

Monday, Monday, Monday Part 2


Small, Small World

It was mid afternoon and Fernando and I were just chillin at Colin´s place bullshitting about Argentina. Fernando, a native of Buenos Aires, was an obvious mountain of information for me as I would be moving to the `Paris of South America´ in less than a week. My new Argentine friend was staying with Colin for a couple of nights before he moved into his new place. So for the moment, we were both playing the role of vagrants to perfection.

Fernando was interested as to where I´d be living in the city, so I looked up my address, started to sound it out, then folded and just showed it to him. His response was one of delighted surprise as he pulled out his Argentine ID and showed me the address. He had grown up about 10 blocks from where I would be living and proceeded to fill me in on some of the subtleties of the neighborhood.

It was a few minutes later when it dawned on both of us that this was a pretty strange coincidence we were involved in. The little cottage we were at is located about 15 minutes outside the small Irish city of Sligo. Its about a km from the ocean on a sleepy, little unmarked road with some chickens and ducks roaming around - basically in the middle of absolutely no where - real close to East Bumble if you´re familiar. I´m visiting an Irish buddy I met 2 years previously in New Zealand before I make my way down to Argentina; and I just happen to be staying with him at the same time an Argentine dude is between houses and needed a place to crash for a couple nights. Of course he grew up right down the street from where I´d be staying in Buenos Aires, a city with a population of 13+ million I might add.

We reveled in the randomness of our connection for a bit, both rather pleased with the instant commonalities we had discovered. Our meeting may have been a freak coincidence, but it seemed strangely appropriate at the same time. I left a few minutes later feeling fully refreshed and in awe of how the world tends to work. Its a great sensation you know, that feeling in your gut when you know its all going to work out...

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