A Sign?

So this weekend we went to Philadelphia for two reasons: 1) because I was graduating with my master's degree in nursing; and 2) to see the cool historical stuff. . Ok, so anyway, while we were waiting in line for our tour of Independence Hall (awesome!) this gi-normous foreign tour group of about 60 people comes up and literally surrounds us. We were basically encircled! They were speaking a foreign language and it was rather chaotic and confusing (with them all talking on top of each other in the group). It was also very hard to tell where they were from UNTIL..... a woman said "excuse me" in POLISH! That's right: Przepraszam! Right when she said it and stepped behind me, I looked immediately at my husband and said with wide eyes "Oh my goodness, they're Polish." He said "No way, seriously?" I was, and realized I knew this from the one and only Polish lesson I have taken so far! Weird, huh?! Then another woman behind us said "Do you know Polish?" and I told her no but we were learning. They totally loved that! They were the nicest people (a Polish tour group from Toronto of all places) and so very interested in our country's history, I was really touched. But when the tour was over, I looked at my husband and he looked at me and we both realized we had just had a Bill Engvall moment- Here's your sign! Isn't life funny? lol