De javu - take two

Yesterday, just before I was leaving a Tibetan market here in Leh, a strong feeling of de javu hit me, I suddenly remembered that the market and the streets outside appeared in one of my dreams a few years ago!

This is the second time something like this happened to me. The first time was back in 2003, while I was on the pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostella, in a small town called Viana.

Sure it's not uncommon that I have feelings of de javu about certain things or places, but occurrences like this one is rare.

It's fun.