Last night I received a mug – a mug purchased in Denmark by a girl from Finland, who gave it to a Finnish magic player, who gave it to a judge from Germany
, who brought it to New York for Worlds but never ran into me, so he gave it to the Tournament Organizer from Minnesota
, who shipped it back to his Minnesota store, where a judge from Wisconsin
picked it up and walked it down to the local card shop to end its epic journey by delivering it to me.
The mug is a souvenir from a concert she went to on the same day that I closed on my house, and we had both been looking forward to the day for a long time. Its journey speaks highly of all the people in the magic tournament community who would be willing to help transport a fragile box like that around the world, in addition to the fact that a girl I’ve met in person only once would think and care to get me something from said concert.
Thank you to everyone involved – I love it!!!
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And now, seven years later, this is still the mug I drink tea from every day. Last week, it told me it wanted a little fresh air.
