Wish you were here


In an earlier post I mentioned how I always take up lots of projects when I’m stuck in bed. As well as being surrounded by loads of books, papers, pens and my typewriter, I now have lots of postcards of Cardiff to add to the pile. What could be my new project? Well actually I’ve gotten involved with someone else’s project.

Like most people my age, I would love to travel, but at the moment I’d be lucky to make it to the cinema because of my health. And, of course, the hurdle to most people- cost. So when I read about the Postcrossing experiment, I was more than excited about it. As fast as my little achy hands could, I typed in the web address and signed up.

You must be wondering what sort of project could get me so keyed up (pardon the pun). Postcrossing members exchange postcards with each other. I would have been sold at that, I love postcards and handwritten letters. I always collect and send them wherever I go. More than that though, Postcrossing is international so members get postcards from all across the world. When you sign up, you are given the address of strangers to send postcards to, and in turn, strangers are given your address and send postcards to you.* My first postcard was from Malaysia. Members can also browse each others’ profiles and request direct swaps. I am feeling very popular because I have already had a few such requests.

As though it were made for me, Postcrossing combines so many of my favourite things. The founder, Paulo Magalhães, is bringing back the wonderful tradition of handwritten postcards. I can’t wait to learn about the lives of people all over the world. How can you have possibly finished this blog post without clicking onto the site to sign up?

As a special offer I will send a unique postcard about where I live for the first three people to request it.

Do you like sending postcards or are they redundant with texts, emails, Facebook, etc?

For more information on Postcrossing, visit the website www.postcrossing.com

*For those of you who would be concerned about posting your address on the internet (and you are right to be), your address is not published on your profile but only given to members who are selected to send postcards to you. Clearly it’s not full-proof but I feel ok about a few random people who lives hundreds of miles away being given my address and nothing else.

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7 thoughts on “Wish you were here

  1. I really love getting mail in the post, even when it’s something boring and this would be such a great way to get a taste of other cultures. Although I don’t think I’ll be able to handle the disappointment on days when I’m expecting a postcard but it doesn’t arrive until later!

    • Hi Debbie,
      Thanks for your comment. I just had a look at the site, and it’s great! I think I have found my new addiction. Thanks for letting me know about it, maybe we’ll be writing to each other soon even.
      Happy letter writing!
      Love Katie x

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