Many years ago my sailing adventure with Ebony, took me through the amazing rivers and canals of France, on route to Calais.
My now partner Ivan, who I had not met then, believes that he was in the centre of Paris at the same year/time that I was. He had travelled from Macedonia where he was living at the time, with friends. He recalls being drawn to a black yacht, with the name Ebony on the side.
How strange is life, that we unknowingly were in the same country at the exact same time, and would meet each other in New Zealand many years later!
Is there a greater plan to the life that we live than we realise? If this is so, could some of our life be already pre determined? I find this a very fascinating subject!