I used to collect Hard Rock Cafe t-shirts from every city, mainly because of the city’s name printed on every shirt. They were my favorite travel memorabilia for many years. When I visited my friend in Israel, I asked him to take me to a Hard Rock Cafe for dinner on the night I arrived. He lived in Rishon LeZion, about 20 minutes from Tel Aviv. He was perturbed at the idea of going to an American restaurant, instead of us trying one of the acclaimed local Israeli restaurants in the city. I told him, without a hint of embarrassment, that I wanted to go there because I needed a T-shirt. Of course I didn’t always eat at every Hard Rock. In later years, I just bought the shirts and left.
Looking back, I now cringe at my shallowness. But because I was still young and naive then, I can put the blame on my age, rather than my lack of sophistication. Dozens of unworn Hard Rock shirts later, I eventually stopped collecting them. What was I thinking? I didn’t even like wearing T-shirts in the first place! I also realized I’ve missed out on all the great local restaurants whenever I went to eat at Hard Rock Cafe. Clearly FOMO wasn’t yet a “word” I was familiar with back then. 😛
After years of hiatus from collecting travel souvenirs, I once again resumed the habit of collecting travel memorabilia. But I wanted something that was more useful and meaningful. And these souvenirs gathered more praises from everyone.
Welcome to my collection of mugs from Starbucks!
Although I still kept my annoying habit of going out of my way, searching for a Starbucks wherever I go. Like the time my mom and I went on a tour to Eastern Europe, I had to ask every local guide if they had a Starbucks. To my disappointment, they didn’t have it yet in Budapest or Slovakia back then. The people in our tour group soon learned about my strange obsession with Starbucks (after the many times they heard me ask in desperation). When the guide in Prague informed me there was a Starbucks in the city, everyone in the group clapped and cheered, “hooray, finally a Starbucks for Boots!” My mom and I immediately broke away from the tour and walked for fifteen minutes towards the only Starbucks in the city. When I got there, I almost went on a coma….I was told they didn’t sell the mugs! I stood there in disbelief, paralyzed from head to toe 😂. I wanted to cry and throw a tantrum inside the store, hoping the workers will take a pity and miraculously find me a ‘Prague’ or a ‘Czech Republic’ mug. To compensate my heartbreak, I bought two mugs when we arrived in Vienna. I heard they now have Starbucks in almost every city in Eastern Europe
Recently the United States has started improving its relations with Cuba. Everyone I’ve spoken to about Cuba told me I better visit it soon because it is still frozen in time. God forbid, once the doors open up, American chains will start to infiltrate the country. McDonald’s, TGI Friday’s, KFC, and others will shamelessly come and ruin Cuba with over-commercialization. I agree…..they should forbid all those awful restaurant chains from entering. Although I am fine with allowing only one—just one! Because seriously, I
must have…. I got to have…. can’t live without….well, okay, it would be really nice to add a Starbucks Havana mug to my collection. 😂
With all the mugs, I can’t decide which is my favorite. Every city or country has an interesting design. But one thing is for sure, each has given me so much pleasure. Whenever I make myself a cup of tea, I instinctively look at which city I’m using and in my solitude, I quietly sit in our kitchen table, reminisce the memories I had there. It doesn’t only bring me back to that place, but it gives me a few minutes each morning to escape from my mundane life in the suburbs. With that, I gleefully say, “thank you, Starbucks!”
Update: as of July 2020, we now have 70 mugs and counting!