‘What a lot we lost when we stopped writing letters. You can’t reread a phone call’ ~ Liz Carpenter.
I received my first Smile across the Miles on Tuesday.
An absolutely gorgeous statue bust of Queen Nefertiti of Egypt which demonstrates the ornateness of Egyptian statues and how precisely the Ancient Egyptians had grasped facial proportions. What a great way to start of my Postcrossing collection.
You’d be forgiven for thinking this postcard had started its journey to Canada from the Valley of Kings. But this little gem was sent by a lady with lovely handwriting from Western Germany who was lucky enough to visit the Egyptian Museum of Berlin.
Now my first ever postcard reminded me of my first ever penpal, a girl called Fredi Betsch (if I remember right) from Germany also, who I initially got to help me improve my German for school and over the space of a year we slowly lost contact. The gaps between our letters got wider and somehow become infinite. Maybe if social networking had been as prolific then as it is now we’d have kept in touch.
The postcard also reminded me of primary school when we learned about Ancient Egypt the fun way. Through hieroglyphics with an artsy twist. We would take a piece of card, create multiple thick crayon bands of sunset shades and then paint over the whole thing with black paint. After drying, we would take the sharp edge of a pair of scissors (would children be able to do this these days?) and then chip away at the black paint making hieroglyphic symbols. So you ending up seeing the sunset bands of colour poking through, revealing your phrases and words.
Shame there wasn’t such creative and fun ways to learn about the tourist industry of Cairo in Year 7 Geography.
I’ve been trying to get some of my friends involved who miss the thrill of having something handwritten slip out among the bills and generic junk. It’s definitely got me checking my mailbox on a daily basis after conquering the scourge of junk mail, which will literally take over your mailbox if you don’t empty it every few days. I guess the huge amount of eateries competing for your attention might have a little something to do with sheer volume of it all. I don’t think you can walk a few blocks without seeing a café, bar or restaurant trying to tempt you in. A very happy smiley stickie note declaring ‘NO JUNK MAIL’ seems to have done the trick, meaning I don’t need to fight my way through the unwelcome to get to the good stuff.
Received: Germany, UK. Direct swaps in transit: Lithuania, Norway, Austria.
I will post any extraordinary or interesting postcards I receive and any that trigger a thought. I recommend Postcrossing to anyone, and I guess 4 million postcards sent across the world can’t be far wrong.