Nima is my travel agent.
He’s also Tibetan—one of 40 Tibetan exiles in Tokyo. That’s a pretty small community—a slim .00033% of Tokyo’s population. When the Dalai Lama comes through Tokyo on his travels, all of the Tibetans know it and go to see him.
Talking with Nima over dinner last night, I discovered that he lived in Pittsburgh for a while when he was a kid. His sister still lives there. She runs an Indian/Nepalese store in Oakland and a few years back she had a restaurant called Himalayan Tibetan Restaurant.
Who’d ever think that I’d do business with the brother of the Tibetan woman who owned a restaurant I’d eaten in 6,000 miles away and ten years ago?
Discoving quirky connections among people makes me grin from ear to ear. I love being an expatriate in this truly small world.Posted by kuri at March 06, 2003 10:01 AM