Americans.

Last night I went to a bar well-known for its student specials. Since these are the only drinks Americans can afford, the populations of students abroad was, shall we say, exceedingly high.

So high, in fact, that within the course of an hour, I ran into an acquaintance from Northwestern, then someone from New Trier whom I hadn't seen since graduation, then someone from Conestoga whom I had never met but who had heard of me from my friends there and hugged me with glee. This same girl also knows Michelle, one of my best friends from camp; I ran into her while she was walking in a group with a guy from NU that I know.

Big city, small world!