I was at the swimming pool at my hotel in the vicinity of the monkey forest in Ubud, Bali. Just me and my son(7) were there swimming and chillin. A woman in her 50s comes in with her son(also about 7). Now if you don't know anything about Ubud and middle-aged women it's the place where some middle-aged chick found love in the world famous book Eat, Pray, Love. So there's an endless stream of these chicks pouring through there bugging the guy that was in the book(based on a true story). It's crazy how many chicks like that go there. It's an entire industry.

So anyway I have my wife back in the room and I'm not thinking about fucking some 50yr old single mom but she comes over and starts talking to me. She's kinda impressed with my knowledge of travel in the area and the island in general and I give her some tips. She discloses she had some abusive husband and is basically on the run with their kid internationally and she's trying to figure out a way to stay and get a visa. I bowed out gracefully, dismissing this as one of those eat pray love chicks "finding herself" and she wasn't hot but probably thought she was.

Today I realized that woman was J.K. Rowling. She wrote Harry Potter. Never saw her again until today when someone retweeted something and I looked up info and saw her photos. How ya like them apples? lol