Natasha and I met a few times over the past few years after that summer in 2008 when we met in a running trail. There was that time when I came out of an airport I was transiting thru to meet her and her mom. The last time was when Sharmila and I met her in Doha on our way back from Jordan.

Met her this morning during her visit to Atlanta. After all these years, you would think I would at least know her name. No! Found out that her first name is Carmen. And there is a very interesting history of why she goes by “Natasha”.

But the best part of the morning was meeting her younger son Matthew. Incredibly well put together, I had a very mature discussion with this rising senior. Our topics varied from taking a year off for backpacking to how we did programming in the 80s (what is a computer card? 🙂 ).

Hope to meet both of them again as they swing by Atlanta once more towards the end of July. I need to finsih up some of the loose ends of our discussions with Matthew.

Got to sit down with our new stranger-turned-friend Bill and we talked about his life with motorcycles! Learnt a lot from him.