What are the chances? Beijing flashback.

While L and I were lugging our luggage to our hotel, a bit dazed from the flight, the new surroundings and the mean cab driver who dropped us off at least 100 meters from the hotel door, we approached someone who looked like he spoke both English and Chinese to ask for confirmation that we were going in the right direction.  After he answered our question he looked at L and asked if she was from California.  She said yes.  Then he asked, did you go to school in San Diego?  She said yes.  Then he asked, did you go to UCSD?  She said yes.  He then said, “I know you!”  We didn’t know what to say except something along the lines of it’s a small world and some other small talk.  His name was Reed and, turns out, he was the founder/editor of several travel publications and a Beijing travel show that happened to be filming while we walked by.  His cameraman kept the camera rolling while we exchanged pleasantries and contact info.  What are the chances?