A few years ago, my family and I flew to Los Angeles. Bravely hiring a car with the steering wheel on the wrong side and no gear stick, I then got completely lost whilst aiming from the airport (north LA) to Anaheim (south LA). Did you know that LA is 80 miles long? I do now!! Anyway, having arrived at night at our hotel, we were informed that there was an 'outage', a word we did not immediately recognise but did wonder why reception was lit by oil-lamps. So, we were then sent to another hotel a few miles away, the finding of which was an adventure in itself. After finally checking in, we were totally exhausted but staggered over the road to a Dennys burger joint. Whilst sitting there, my 8-yr old daughter pointed at another family in the restaurant and said that she knew their daughter. We of course told her she must be mistaken as no-one she knew would be sitting in an LA burger bar. Then the mom came over to us as asked if we lived in Whitfield (a village near Dover). Turned out they lived down the road from us and were also on hols in California. Our daughters went to school together. Quel surpris!! However, I suspect that this sort of coincidence is not all that rare - anyone else had a similar meeting???