One night at dinner during our very first round in January 2009 we asked the experienced nomads at the table if there was anything they would do differently. All of them said they would have sent postcards. Anything handwritten should be treasured these days and it really is such a nice way to tell family and friends back home you’re thinking of them.
We vowed then and there to send them and for the most part I think we’ve done a good job. Granted, we can’t send them to everyone all the time. A. Stamps are a lot harder to come by than you think. B. Postcards are actually fairly expensive to send internationally most places. C. Stamps are a lot harder to come by than you think. (read: post offices aren’t open on weekends and most of the time we’ve got a language barrier to hurdle over as well)
We try to send them as much as possible. We spend a lot of time looking for stamps. We also try to spread the wealth around to everyone we’re thinking about, which is a lot because we’re blessed to have a ton of incredible people in our lives. I will tell you that after asking people about receiving them we estimate that about 35% of them don’t ever actually make it though. There is a special place in hell for hotel clerks that say they will post them for us and stick that stamp money in their pocket and our postcards in the trash.
We’ve been pretty lax this year in our postcard sending and I apologize. I promise to step up our game…
and I just paid a small fortune in Reis to get us back on track.