I didn't have a clue. Then I remembered. At a recent trade show I had dropped my business card into one of the many fishbowls that promised free gifts. Because, well, you never know.
Someone has to win.
Really, I was hoping for Paris. A few days later it arrived, and I tossed it aside until my teenage son came home. My son instantly took to it. He ripped it open. Intrigued that he was so intrigued, I watched over his shoulder.