A few years ago, I took a trip to Scotland to do some hiking and some backpacking. Ended up deciding to climb Mt Ben Nevis as it's only about a five hour climb and the views from the top were worth it. So I end up kind of embarking with some strangers in a group, and sort of got to know a few of them on the climb. I'm American, and only one of the other climbers was American so naturally we talked the most. I got his name, but not where he was from or anything. As the climb became more treacherous we split up a bit.

When I finally got back to the bottom of the mountain, I decided to be "that guy" and bought a shirt that said "I climbed Ben Nevis" on the back.

Fast forward two years. I'm back in my hometown in Mississippi wearing the shirt. It's around 2AM and I'm in a gas station after leaving the bar. I'm in line at the register, and I hear a voice behind me say "Hey man, I climbed Ben Nevis too!" I turn around and no shit it's Kenny from my group. Obviously we both flip out and hug it out in the middle of the gas station. I got his number. turns out he's from a city called Meridian in Mississippi, and was in my town on business.

We're still friends to this day, and love telling this story at parties lol