Do you know the way to San Jose?

So we're in line going back through security in transit in Hong Kong. An Indian family of four is just ahead of us in line and I notice the the father is toting a cloth briefcase provided by the drug company, Bayer, at some AVMA Conference or another. So Michael asks him if he's a veterinarian (After all, I am carrying a very nice Hill's Pet Food sponsored backpack that I 'won' at an AVMA booth a couple of years ago.) No he's not, he explains in his Indian accent, a friend of his gave it to him. He lives in Davis....California...OK. What are those odds?
Then after we took our showers and had our coffee, we were in line to board our final flight and start chatting with the guy behind us who would appear to be from Southeast Asia. Michael asks if he lives in Hong Kong. Nope, traveling on business. He lives in Orange Country, CALIFORNIA....breeds and trains police dogs....was just in Germany buying some new dogs! OK.
And then, we get to Ho Chi Minh City. We go through Immigration and are on the escalator coming down into Baggage Claim and the woman behind us, clearly Vietnamese, speaking with a Vietnamese accent, asks if we are here on business or holiday. Holiday. Where do you live? We live in the Caribbean but used to live in California. Really? She has a house in NEWPORT BEACH, CA.
So, who's gonna do that statistical calculation? What are the odds that three randomly chosen people in Hong Kong and Ho Chi Minh City all live in California?
Anyway, here and exhausted. Got to the Continental Hotel which was the location for a book clled the Quiet American (that I would be reading right now except it's not on Kindle). Pretty dated place but in the middle of the 'touristy' part of the city. Went to the Jade Emperor Pagoda (Michael will post some photos later) and then walked a circuit of the buildings to see in this area. Now fighting to stay awake (Michael gave up a little while ago) because if we both fall asleep there's no telling when we manage to wake up againnnnnnnnnnnnnnn