It's a small world....

We gave away our old piano before we moved because we plan on buying a new (used, but new to me) piano here. There's a nice piano refurbishing shop downtown and on Friday we went there to see what they have in stock. I was wandering around the store, trying out the pianos, and chatting with the staff. In the course of conversation I mentioned that we'd just moved here from the Twin Cities. One of the men working there said, "Oh, I have relatives in Bloomington!" (that's where the Mall of America is, FYI). Then another one of the staff said, "I used to live in Dinkytown." Dinkytown is the university village on the north end of the U of MN campus. I was within 50' of Dinkytown nearly every day for the last 18 months. :)

Then last night I went to a performance by the Colorado Springs Philharmonic. They had a guest pianist who was playing Rachmaninoff's 3rd piano concerto, so of course I had to go! I ordered my tickets last-minute online and ended up sitting in the middle of the front row in the balcony, with a fantastic view of the stage and the pianist's hands. Anyhow, I got to talking with the nice couple sitting to my left. He's a retired computer programmer, she's a retiring-this-spring first grade teacher. Again, I mentioned that I had just moved here from Minnesota, and the lady to my left replied, "Oh, we used to live in the Twin Cities. We lived in New Brighton and [husband's name] worked in Roseville!" Roseville is the suburb we just moved from.

Eerie.