In September 2012, Jeanette (aka TBJean) in Denmark and Rosita (aka rositahtc) in Hong Kong did a direct swap, each sending one postcard to each other. But life goes on, and after receiving their nice cards, both girls slowly forgot about each other.
Then, a year later, Jeanette moved to Hong Kong for a school exchange… guess what happened! :)
Here’s Jeanette with the story:
One day when I was living in Hong Kong, I left home later than usual to go to school, and got on the mini bus. Three girls from my school got on the bus as well, and took the three seats around me, one next to me and two in front. The two girls in the front pushed the girl next to me to start a conversation. Her name was Rosita, and we shared our contacts on a piece of paper.
After school that day, we were chatting online, and I randomly asked whether Rosita knew if I could buy a tube at the post office, for sending home posters. Rosita was passionately telling me about the post office, and that she had a postcard and stamp collection. Wanting to share mine with her, I sent her a picture of my wall back in Denmark, where all my postcards from all over the world were hanging, and she told that she liked posting postcards as well! We both realized that moment that we were both postcrossers :)
Suddenly, Rosita remembered that she had once received a postcard from Denmark, and decided that she had to send me a picture! When she found the postcard and turned it around, she noticed that the senders name was Jeanette, and then compared the writing to the note she had got earlier in the morning time…
Rosita immediately called me, and screamed into my ear: “Jeanette, do you live in a city called E-S-B-J-E-R-G?!”, to which I answered “Yeah, how do you know that?!”. She screamed again: “We exchanged postcards a year ago!!”
It was so surreal that we decided to have breakfast together the next day before our school’s sports day!
We still can’t believe what a huge coincidence it is, the fact that we met so randomly that morning on the mini bus! It is now more than 6 months later, and here we are, sitting in a restaurant, having a drink and deciding to share this story with our fellow postcrossers.
We say that it was meant to be, but of course it is up to you whether you want to believe in that.
Isn’t it a fantastic story? :D If you’ve also had an “happy accident” related to Postcrossing, we’d love to hear about it!