I met this guy named Nir in a shitty hostel in a tiny village in the middle of nowhere of Costarican cloud forest. We had dinner together and a long talk, then the morning after, we say farewell and we went for our own ways. 3 week later, 1500 km South from there, while I was in Bocas del Toro Island a huge hurricane was devastating the Caribbean cost of Costa Rica and Panama. Bocas Islands got hit too, and I've been blocked in the bigger island under the rain for 5 days, as all the transportations were deleted. The second day, when I was getting back from the supermarket to the hostel, totally wet, I open the door and I found that guy staring at me with such a dumb expression. We greeted as we were friend since our childhood. I travel with that guy for a couple of weeks, until Medellín, Colombia, before our directions separated again.
Today I'm having a beer with him in Israel.
World is freaking small.