The other night I had dinner in one of the houses that line the Venice Canals with a very unique group of people.
I’ve strolled by these magical and quirky houses so many times, but I never imagined I would be eating dinner in one of them.
The way it happened is sort of weird and funny.
The person who hosted the dinner with me…I met in an uber pool.
Here’s how it happened:
On my way to the Kollaboration conference early one Saturday morning, I called uber pool and got linked with someone named Jordan. She sat in the back, so I opted to sit in front to give space as I usually do. The driver usually greets me with a hello but this particular driver says “Oh that’s weird, we went out of our way to get you.” Jordan explained this was her first time using uber pool and that they had gone the opposite way to pick me up, which is strange because the whole point of a “pool” is so that people in the same general area are paired together. She was on her way to go pick up a chair for her place because she had just moved here to LA from New York.
Since I’m new too, that spurred a whole conversation on what brought her here, what she thought of it so far, etc. Needless to say, we connected on so many levels and needed to keep in touch. When we reached my destination, she got out of the car to give me a hug. It was the first time I had seen what she looked like since I was in the front seat. Instead of giving me her email or phone number, she gave me her address. “If you’re ever in Venice, stop by and say hello.”
A couple of weeks later, I found myself in Venice so I stopped by her place. She wasn’t home at the time, so I left a note at her door hoping she’d see it. “Hi Jordan, Not sure if you remember me but we met in an uber. I was in the neighborhood and just wanted to see how you were! Email me to let me know how you’re doing.”
A few hours later, I get an email from her. She remembered me and I said next time I’d let her know when I’d be stopping by.
A couple of days ago, I happened to be putting together a list of people that I met, who were all new to LA since I had been meaning to host some kind of get together. I keep meeting and running into people who have just moved here (it’s the strangest thing). Some I meet at events in person, some on instagram, some in uber pool. There’s definitely some mass exodus happening!
I was compiling this list when I got an email from Jordan. It’s like she read my mind.
She suggested that we have the get-together at her place, “to have dinner and a “talk it out session.”
Of course the answer was yes.
So I invited about 8 people. The day of, I had three people tell me they couldn’t make it. One had told me she couldn’t make it the day before. I almost called it off thinking it might not be worth it with such a small group.
But we met as planned in her cozy house by venice canals. It was one of those houses that you might see in a catalogue. It felt like home.
Jordan made dinner for all of us. Zoodles (zucchini noodles) and homemade veggie pizza. We shared our stories and talked about what the move to LA meant to each of us. We shared our struggles and our hopes.
At some point we all had to go home, which was really sad as it was so calming and just an enjoyable night. Jordan even lent me a book of hers. I’ll let you know how it is 🙂
I think we all left that night feeling better about being In LA. How everything happened was just so serendipitous. The best things usually happen that way.
Thank you Jordan for welcoming me into your new home here in LA. I’ll never forget it.
Looking forward to meeting more people who are new to LA, and more serendipitous adventures 🙂
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