Glen.

As I was passing one of the many security stations/customs/bag check with my mom, this guy that was in back of us stuck out his hand and..¨
"Hi, Im Glen from Toronto"
He shook both my mothers and my hand. I must admit, I was so surprised I didnt say a word.
Then, we passed customs and..never heard of Glen again.
What the hell was the point? Honestly?
a) He was just being friendly
b) He wanted to get to know my moma
c) He somehow managed to steal our identities by shaking..our..hands?
This is just the beginning of my story in Peru.