Pióro

In Grade 8, I was very good friends with John Lee. We’d do what boys do in the suburbs: bike around, eat weggie-fries from the Red Rooster (a sub-standard fast food joint specialising in ‘chicken.’), go to the mall and once John even came to my cottage where we drank too much root-beer and got really, really silly. After Grade 8 we went to different high schools and drifted apart.

So, of course we run into each other in Chaing Mai, Thailand.

The farang (Thai for ‘European-looking foreigner’) working at The Bagel Cafe says, “Menus… Do I know you?”

“John Lee?!”

“Matt Pioro.”

Turns out John came to Thailand to teach English. From that he moved on to running his own restaurant that serves declicious farang food, including bagels. How random can an encounter get?

Now I’ve got one up on Warren, who spent a good amount of time in Bangkok saying, “I can’t believe I haven’t run into anybody I know.” The score is now one to nuthin’.