It's a small world after all

So while I was here I went to London for a few days with friends. On the last day we were there, it was just two of us at that point, we met some of the other girls friends. They were a married couple, one from France, and one from the U.S. They told us that during Christmas they were going to go to Ohio to visit her family then Chicago to visit her sister. My mom is from Chicago so whenever I meet someone from there I am always interested to know where. I asked where she lived, and the woman said Palos Heights. That is where my mom is from. My cousins live there, and my grandma still lives there. I spent a good portion of time there. Needless to say I freaked out a little. Then later after a very long trial of trying to get back to Ireland we were on a bus headed from Dublin to Limerick. There was an American girl on there going to UL. I asked where she went to school and where she was from, and I told her the same things. She said she was from Chicago and I said my mom was from Palos Heights. She said that she was born in Palos Heights. I again freaked out. It was quite a funny story that made up for missing a flight and no sleep that night.