Postcards and Feelings of Home

While this post is not going to make anyway laugh the way I hope my previous blogs have I must write to express my gratitude to all the people that have sent me postcards or packages. I am finally beginning to feel that I can stay in touch with the states/family in one way or another. This past week I recieved a hilarious card from my aunt Nina in England, which had one of the funniest and unexpected titles I have ever seen on a card...it said and I am paraphrasing...Dont raise your hand to hit your kids because you would be leaving your groin open. Lets just say I was not expecting that type of card from my aunt. In addition to the card I recieved 2 epìsodes of Californication plus some baseball coverage, which I thought was hilarious due to the fact that it was the day after the Phillies beat the Dodgers to get into the World Series (the dvd had coverage of the rockies vs phillies). I just found out that my grandmother is also sending me a book which should be amazing due to the fact that every volunteer says that I will have more than plenty ´´me´´ time to read or learn an instrument (Peace Corps instrument of choice being the guitar). Although recieving a package in the States is pretty cool usually (unless its a summon to the court)...recieving packages/postcards in Peru is freakin amazing. I cant even describe how I feel when I got to the post office. Even scrooge who works at the post office cant bring down my mood! (Btw why is it that most post office personnel hate life...I should do a research paper on this topic at some point in my life...I feel like it would be not that bad of a job...most people are happy when they recieve packages)