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I got a great surprise in the mail yesterday. I get them every so often from all corners of the world and generally without much knowledge of when they would come. Yesterday, I received a postcard.
Recently, its been brought to my attention that people don’t really send postcards anymore. I didn’t know this was a thing. Everyone that I traveled with always sent postcards home. I always send postcards on my travels. I try to send them from the actual city as much as possible too. Maybe we’re the anomaly? In today’s digital age, who doesn’t love receiving snail mail (that isn’t a bill!)?
Every new city or country that I visit, I hunt down the best deal for postcards at a tourist shop, find a local post office (easier said than done!) and send off my little notes destined for all parts of the world. Sometimes, its hard to explain what you want, especially when the person doesn’t speak English. I can’t count the number of times that I’ve told someone that I wanted stamps for so many different countries. Usually they don’t understand why I want so many and for so many places around the world.
My funniest encounter happened in Hungary of all places where I could at least some what communicate with the lady behind the counter. She spoke no English and my Hungarian is beginner at most. What followed was the biggest display of acting, me trying out my Hungarian vocabulary and her talking to me like a 5 year old. In the end, I got what I wanted and I count it as one of my biggest Hungarian success stories. A whole 10-15 minute conversation in Hungarian and I got exactly what I wanted. Win! It could have all been avoided if I had gone to a post office closer to the tourist centre, but what is the fun in that?
I always send a postcard home to my parents. I’ve now accumulated 20 cards (and stamps!) from different countries that I’ve visited. When I read what I wrote on the back of each card, it’s like I’m transported back to that particular city and seeing it all again. I also send a few postcards to friends back home. It’s a nice “hey I’m thinking of you” moment.
When I was in Budapest I met some globe trotting ladies and we’ve been keeping in touch. With occasional Skype calls, thousands of Whatsapp messages and the occasional letter or postcard. Anytime one of us goes somewhere, the other 4 girls expect some sort of correspondence in the mail. I’ve since received postcards from all across Asia and Europe, like the one yesterday which came to me from Cordoba, Spain. I love getting these little pieces of mail from them. To hear ever so briefly about their current adventures makes me feel like I’m there right with them and they tie me over until I can next head out on my next adventure.
Do you think postcards is a dying form of communication? Do you send postcards?