I'm still amazed. Just last Saturday I came across Elizabeth, a friend and classmate of my college years whom I hadn't seen in more than 10 years.
And today, out of nothing I googled the name of a good friend I met about 20 years ago and, voila, I found his home address and phone number.
I have very good memories of those times. I remember that I was beginning to learn English and wanted to practice badly. It occurred to me that I could talk to the tourists, so I used to go downtown and, shy as I was, said hello to tourists and asked them questions to start a conversation. That's how I met my friends Mike and Byron.
They were very patient with my bad pronunciation and limited vocabulary, corrected my mistakes, and taught me new words and phrases. In exchange, I became a tourist guide for them.
We became friends and started to write letters when there was no email. We met every time they came back to Monterrey, and I visited them in San Antonio once. Then we lost contact.
Until a while ago, when I dialed the phone and spoke to Mike. For the first few seconds he sounded very puzzled, but then he quickly remembered and I knew he was happy to say hello to a good friend. He said, "it's been quite a long time, huh?" And yes, so many years and so many things have happened since then.
We couldn't talk much, but we exchanged emails and promised to keep in touch. It's good to make old friends new friends.