texans on the autobahn

A small world

We do indeed live in a small world, but I would hate to have to paint it.

I have only seen 4 movies since I have been in Munich, it’s not something we do often. Yet on this Saturday afternoon, we gathered up the family, jumped on the s-bahn to see a Matinee. We were early, so we stopped at the concession stand for two big buckets of popcorn – one salty and one sweet. We were the only people in the theatre so it was easy to get a little carried away with the loudness of our voices as we passed the different popcorn flavors to each other. Later a young man, a US soldier as it turned out, entered the theatre and sat just in front of us. We were still loud. Soon, he turned toward us and asked if we were American. This started a spiraling conversation where we learned that not only were we American, but we lived in the same neighborhood of the same city in the same state of the US. We even shared common friends. In the busyness of life, the intersection of two random walks remind us how wonderfully special it is to fill an emptiness that comes from being different in a foreign land.

posted by stuckinthemiddle @ 12:07 PM