Fritz here.
Our last night in Paris, Shannon and I both dreamt of meeting Rick Steves on our travels. We have not seen, spoken of, read, or in any other way been exposed to Rick Steves the past several weeks, so why we should both dream of meeting him on our travels on the same night seems rather odd. An omen? Stay posted.
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There must be a psychological explanation for this.
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