Who ran into a girl from Ann Arbor.
He's writing this Limerick,
'Cuz it happened in Limerick--
A fuck of a ways from Ann Arbor!
It didn't take long for the small-world coincidental magic to manifest itself on this trip. Just about an hour after arriving in Limerick, while catching up with Conal at the student union coffee shop on the UL campus, one of his friends from the music program showed up. The friend, Nick, it turns out, is from Mt. Pleasant, and with him was his friend Becca, who apparently lives upstairs from a prominent Indian restaurant in downtown Ann Arbor at the moment. She arrived yesterday to hang out and visit for a week. I'd be more shocked and surprised, but have grown quite accustomed to the fact that random coincidental run-ins like this are amazingly commonplace on this small island.
Aside from that, the trip has been relatively uneventful so far. Made it in safe this morning, had a nice little drive around the backroads of East Clare while killing time until Conal would be out of class. Heading out shortly to grab some dinner and catch Aoife and Emma's play then off to a session and a pint (or two).
Final thought for the day: It's quite striking how a place can seem so utterly foreign and yet completely familiar at the same time.
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