Best Facebook stalking story ever:
I met this girl last semester while I was doing an internship in Washington, D.C. She was from Canada and we both were pretty avid climbers, so we'd often hang out and go climbing every week. We've kept up on Facebook ever since and she's now doing a study abroad travel tour of Europe this summer and is currently in Brussels. She messaged me yesterday and after a few minutes of conversation mentioned that she wanted to climb while she was in Brussels but didn't know how to find a climbing partner. I suggested calling a climbing gym and seeing if they could hook her up, but she wasn't confident in her French abilities and said the only other people that spoke English were these random guys from South Carolina. I asked if they were hippies, as that was likely the only way they were randomly going to be climbers and she said she thought maybe they were, as one of them was a white dude with dreadlocks.
Now, the only white guy I happen to know with dreadlocks is this guy I used to climb with in Memphis, but he moved a year ago to.... South Carolina! Surely not, I say. What are the odds?
I check his Facebook page and sure enough, he was tagged three hours earlier in some pics from Brussels and is apparently travelling in Europe and staying at the same hotel she is. I send her a pic to confirm it's the same guy and it turns out it is him. I convince her to yell his name and ten seconds later I'm talking on Facebook chat with him! Surreal that two totally random people from different countries of origin that I happen to know who both happen to be climbers are in Belgium in the same city at the same hotel at the same time and are twenty feet away from each other, and I'm able to identify them via a relatively nondescript chat conversation.
