In mourning

I think someone has relieved me of my precious chinese tea. It was, presumably, in my luggage when I went from Oslo to Stavanger, but not there when I opened it at home. As I am known to forget things here and there, I didn't do anything about it because I thought it would be in my room at Mammas place. Now, back in Oslo, I don't see the brown box anywhere. I called Pauline, but she didn't find it either.
Then I finally called the airport and the company I flew with, and it all became even more mysterious.

MY TEA!!!

and it came from Maison des Trois Thés too. *snufs*

(the page is not yet there, but I hope it will come online soon!)