It IS a small world, after all

Today, we explored a couple of tourist towns near us, Kuta and Seminyak. Both are beach towns. Kita is more businesses around tourism, but also is on the beach and has restaurants. Seminyak is more hotels, beaches, restaurants. Ate lunch at a Greek restaurant, wandered through shops on our way to the beach. We entered antique and jewelry shop with items from Burma and China, and handmade jewelry. One of the owners, Linda,  is the jewelry designer/maker. She is American and we struck up the usual conversation about where we and she are from. She grew up in Montana, but moved to California. We said northern California, Sonoma County. She said -I lived in San Anselm, but most recently, in Cotati. Small world. She rented a house up on Poplar!! Her daughter, who is a psychologist for Kaiser, and the daughter's husband and son live in Rohnert Park, on the golf course. We agreed to try to meet again while we are here. There are not even six degrees of separation sometimes. Yes, Walt, it is a small world, after all.
On a separate note, it is sadly astounding how much trash there is on every beach, especially the ones on the true ocean side, not the bay. Plastic bottles, the ubiquitous plastic baggie and grocery bags, food wrappers, juice boxes.  .  .  you cannot walk a foot without encountering trash. Some of it is, of course, local residents and tourists, but it seems that much of it comes in with the tide. We live in a world where one people's throw aways become another people's ugly problem.