small, small world......

It never ceases to amaze me as to how small the world truly is. No matter where I go, or for whatever reason I am heading there I seem to run into someone. Today for example, I am passing through Vancouver airport en route from Dawson, through Whitehorse and into Phoenix for work. I’m just standing there waiting for my bags to come off the terminal, and whom do I see but a whole boatload of friends from Ryerson (the university I went to in Toronto). They are in Vancouver for a university competition and were waiting for their bags at the next carousel. Blows my mind sometimes.

And this seems to be happening ever more frequently lately. Just last week, there was a comedy troupe from Newfoundland who came to Dawson for a show. Now in Newfoundland we don’t really have 6 degrees of separation, more like 2, and that’s sometimes pushing it.

Well, I went to this potluck dinner for the guys and we get to talking. Turns out that my brother had painted a mural for a show that one of the guys had done about 8 years ago in St. John’s. And as soon as I mentioned him they immediately recognized me from the restaurant that I was chef at around the same time.

It truly is a small world and getting smaller everyday. I am certain it has to do with the degree of freedom of movement we have now. It wouldn’t be a stretch to say that at no point ever has there been such a degree of freedom. It truly is a small world, and getting smaller everyday.


and the beat goes on....