She and I first nodded and mumbled a greeting as we passed in the exercise room at Marriott's Vacation Club Ko Olina.
The next time we passed, she said, "You look so familiar. Are you from Seattle?"
I responded that she also looked familiar in that 'sort of' kind of way. By that point, Annette and I compared notes: I live in Kirkland and she lives in Bellevue, a couple miles down the road from me. We hadn't worked together. We hadn't volunteered together. Church? No. Civic group? No.Husbands know each other? No.
A perplexing situation. Still there was something familiar. . .
And then we figured it out. We had met on a cruise, some four years ago, as we sailed through the Mediterranean. We had talked often on that ship. We had hit if off to the point that I had encouraged them to look at a house up for sale on our cul de sac.
Now we laughed about bumping into each other in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. And we said we should get together 'back home' but neither had paper or pen to exchange phone numbers at any point we talked. . .
Their stay was over yesterday. . .Beach Boy and I were at the Farmer's Market up the road when I remembered I hadn't gotten her phone number. So we are back to the serendipity of travel. . .bringing people together in the most unexpected of places.
Wonder when Annette and I will bump into each other again. . .and where.