It was a mission to find a coffee cup during our trip.
It was a souvenir that made sense,
easy to transport,
useful,
and it would give me an option beside my reindeer coffee mugs,
which are used, inappropriately, year round,
because that's how we roll here in Colombia.
Matt picked this one out for me in a small quaint pastry shop in Paris
which makes me doubly happy as I sip from it this morning.
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