I had been walking inside the terminal for nearly 45 minutes to get some morning exercise in when I thought I saw a young lady with a familiar shirt. Well, at least the college logo was familiar. Having seen how Nikita used to wear Natasha’s NYU and USC shirt (which she had bought as a souvenir), I realized that the shirt may not have anything to do with the lady.

Still, I walked up to her.

“You go to GW?”
“Yes!” She was a bit surprised.
“Which year?”
“I am a freshman!”
“Ah! My daughter is in GW too! She is a sophomore!”
“Really? What is her name?”
“Nikita Roy. Which dorm are you in?”
“Thurston”
“That is exactly where Nikita was! This year she is in Shenkman.”
“Oh! that is where I want to go next year!”

And thus I struck up a friendship with this complete stranger. Crazily enough, Sofia Dayan (my new friend) lives literally under the room Nikita was in. Same room number. She is in 7th floor. Niki was in 8th floor.

Even more coincidences… Sofia was born in Atlanta. Although her parents moved to Pennsylvania eventually.

“What do you want to study?” I asked her.
“International Policy is what I am thinking. How about Nikita?”
“I think she is veering towards Public Health. Either the policy side or legal side.”
“That is very exciting”

“So, where are you headed all by yourself?”
“Warsaw!”
“Visiting family?”
“No. I am a figure skater. I am going for a competition there!”
“Oh! I think you are the first figure skater I have met!!”

My flight to Vilnius was called out the second time. I quickly gave her Nikita’s number and took a picture of us.

“Make sure you meet Nikita after Thanksgiving. I will send her this picture too.”
“Sure. Also, look me up when you come to see her in DC”
“Deal. Now best of luck for your competition and safe flight!!”

We went our own ways. But I am sure this is not the last time we have met.

There is some merit to wearing logos of your company or schools then. There is an old story about how my company logo on my T-shirt once helped me locate my in-laws who had gotten lost in an airport terminal – after landing in a foreign country for the first time!!!!!!

But that is a story for another day.