So, I bought a great big, cheap, “random” assortment of postcards through Amazon. They just came, I opened them up, and tried to keep my tears from falling on them. Did I mention they were cheap, though? I’ll post specifically about the assortment soon, but for now: Postcrossing!
The tipis, part of the Wigwam Motel in Arizona, are off to Erkrath, Germany. The Postcrosser describes himself as a man in his 50s living with his wife & daughter, and asks senders to surprise him with the card of our choice. I thought this odd scene might amuse & intrigue him. I told him what my internet search for this place turned up: it’s from a chain that started in the 1930s; this location is still open; these units have full baths, cable & AC; and this motel is its city’s largest tourist attraction. I was lucky that the postcard identified the subject of its photo: most of the ones in the assortment do not.
Those beautiful flours on the railway, for instance: no information given. Pity. I’ll tell you where it’s going, though: to Cambridge, England. The recipient is brand-new to Postcrossing, and mentions enjoying nature.
An English teacher in Košice, Slovakia will receive that nice view of Montana’s Glacier National Park (yes, this postcard did identify its subject). The recipient says she is the mother of two grown daughters, and is using Postcrossing to revive her childhood hobby of collecting postcards. One particular thing she mentioned as enjoying on her cards is “beautiful natural wonders.”