Anyone else think about their coffee's journey? I do this with cigar and wine from time to time. This morning while I was counting down from 25 to push the plunger on my morning brew my mind wandered that way. These beans started their lives in Guatemala in a field I can't even imagine. Maybe on a hillside, or could be huge commercial run field that looks more like the Midwest than I'd think. Then picked, sorted, pulped, fermented, dried and packaged. Send to a distributor, then a whole saler. These particular beans were then purchased by a roasting company just over the hill from us on the coast, roated, repackaged in 1lb bags and then delivered to our door by the owner. Eventually brought to my office, ground by hand to be soaked in water for a mere 25 seconds to make my morning cup of coffee. I wonder if the person planing the seeds in Guatemala ever wonder where their coffee goes.