Coincidence… I think?
Bar Harbor, ME It is 8:20 am on a Tuesday, and I lead my group of 12 eager kayakers down the steps to the dock where our boats are ready for launch into the waters of Frenchman’s Bay. The line for the whale watching boat lies directly across our path, as it does every morning. I ask the two closest ladies in line if they wouldn’t mind stepping forward a bit so that I could get my group through to our gangway. I look up at the tall man now revealed in their wake, his face is familiar. Patrick? I ask. He stares back, David? Two college teammates reunite after 15 years in a fond embrace only to realize neither has time to actually catch up. I’ve got a tour and he’s got a tour and only in these few seconds do our lives cross. I point to the shop and he promises to swing by. Patrick lives in Paris and London, he and his partner spend part of the week in each location. He runs a foundation that supports a small village in Kenya and his partner works for an