What is your craziest “what are the odds” story?

I flew back east to my brother’s wedding in Virginia from AZ. My uncle and his family lived in Las Vegas at the time and didn’t go to the wedding.

Prior to the wedding, we decided to drive up to Philadelphia for a family trip. We took our kids on a duck tour and it ended at the Liberty Bell. My kids are blowing on their quack whistles and we run into my uncle and his family.