The 9,000 mile shoe journey.

Long story short - I'm working in Boston and go to Niketown with my peers. I find the cutest pair of Nike velcro tennis shoes for my favorite niece Erika. I explain to the nice people at Nike that my sister works for a living, please deliver the shoes without needing a signature.

The shoes were then delivered requiring a signature. Three times requiring a signature. Three swings and three misses.

Somewhere there was a miscommunication.

The shoes then returned to Boston.

The shoes then went back to Portland.

And a month went by throughout this process....

Hopefully it was worth the wait -