In 1991, DH and I flew to Puerto Rico. Sitting in the bar, right next to us, a guy from the same town as us, and the next road over.
Last week when DH flew to Yuma, I called him to say we had a downpour of rain that lasted about a minute. It was weird cuz rain wasn't even in the forecast. As he was flying home, he mentioned it to another guy on the plane. that guy said, his wife had called him and told him the same thing, he lives on the same road as us!
As a teenager, I flew to Montana to visit my sister, Her next door neighbor ended up being from Starvation Flat, which was right near where we used to live when I was about 10. Hardly anyone lives in Starvation Flat!