This past weekend we were approached while busking on the Pearl Street Mall by an older gentleman and his wife along with another couple of similar age. I say older, because they were clearly older than we are;-)

Both couples bought both of our CD's after listening to us for a bit. We began conversations, as we often do, asking where they were from etc., and one of the men began telling how the sounds of the didgeridoo reminded him of a time in the 1950's when he was a correspondent for Time Magazine. Turns out he witnessed the Dalai Lama and his huge entourage escaping from Tibet into India where he and others just happened to be, right on the border, and in the very location where the crossing took place. He described the scene as somewhat mystical in that there was a mist partially obscuring the mountianside from which the Dalai Lama's escape was being closely chased by a large contingent of Chinese troops. Everyone was cheering & screaming for the the escapees and Tibetan horns could be heard periodically penterating the mist. Needless to say, we were mesmerized hearing the true story from an eye witness. His name......Connery.....(as in Bond).....Don Connery.
A big world made smaller that day.