The traveling hugger... (Part 6)
Next step: reshaping the carton in which the hugger will be sent! Fortunately I love cartons, tapes and scissors...
Then the Post Office... As much I did not know what mission it would be to find a matflap in India, I knew what mission couriering it would be!
Saturday morning. I put my alarm clock at 11:20. When it rings, my whole body, exhausted by a week of traveling and tensions begs me not to react but this is the only free day I have before my holidays... And from what I remember the Post Office closes at 12 so there is no time to laze around in bed!
At 11:35 I am at the Post Office:
I took the picture later but here are about twenty people waiting in line. I skip the line because I know there are good chances they won’t take my parcel and I’d rather find out fast!
And good I did. No parcel in this Post Office… The clerk tells me the address of another Post Office.
I sit in a rickshaw. I am running out of time now. He doesn’t know the address so I step out – I don’t have time to spend looking for the place. Same thing with the second rickshaw. The third one knows!
I arrive at a Post Office hidden in a building, funny.
Less funny, it closes at 11:00.
I knew it... It was gonna be a pain in this ass to courier that piece of shit...
(To be continued)