Sheila

We had a strange-ish and funny experience in Winnipeg. Somewhere in the vast metropolis is my Doppleganger, a VIARail employee named Sheila. No less than four time while we were stopped there, I was mistaken by strangers for this person. It even resulted in a special greeting by the new staff who boarded in Winnipeg and a heartfelt hug from the Grand Poobah of train travel (I'm pretty sure that's what his name tag said). When Rachel pointed out the mistaken identity (I was gonna milk it), we all had a good laugh and then the staff (and Rae) proceeded to call me Sheila for the rest of the trip.