This week I sent my first postcard to Spain (and obviously couldn’t miss the chance to profess my undying love for the Spanish national football team) and because the user didn’t have any special requests, I just sent what I thought was a beautiful postcard of the Bran Castle. I forgot to take a picture of it, so what you get is a random photo off google.
I think it’s a terribly underrated place. It was meant to be the centre piece of our touristic strategies a while ago, when someone decided to say it’s Dracula’s castle, which, they say, was actually Vlad Tepes, and other random crap. It’s probably (and unfortunately) still the most famous tourist landscape in Romania. So, just in case you’re foreign and reading this: It’s not Dracula’s castle. Vlad Tepes did not have fangs, nor did he drink blood. He most likely never visited the Bran castle, let alone own it. It’s not even in the part of the country that he ruled. It’s a stupid idea and I think it takes away some of the medieval charm the place has. Go google some pictures and some proper info.
I also received a pretty card from Russia, with a (Russian?) version of the Jungle Book.
I really liked the illustration (being a Disney fan and all), and also enjoyed to find out that in the Russian version, Bagheera is a female. I always thought of it/her that way.
I was really happy to get a football-lover for my latest card; moreover, someone with a unique, specific wish: stadium postcards. So, yeah, what better opportunity to print a card with one of my main
obsessions interests, Liverpool.
This below is the picture I chose and no, it did not take me more than one or two minutes, and it’s actually from yesterday’s match – because LFC fans are amazing every. single. week.
The 96 refers to the 96 who lost their lives in the Hillsborough disaster, of which I have tried to write before around here, though I never seem to be able to express my thoughts when it comes to this. Anyway, what I meant to say is that those people are, as the already-famous LFC saying goes, never forgotten. More than 22 years have passed, but every single game they’re in the loving minds of thousands. A story worth sharing.
At the expense of filling my blog with useless information that no one really wants to read, I decided to keep track of the postcards I send and receive through Postcrossing. I miss finding pretty stuff in my mailbox, just as I miss sending out pretty stuff around the world, so from now on I’m going to take a pretty (so much pretty in this post, god) picture of the respective postcard, and write a few words about it.
I will start with this card, which was actually an adcard from the lovely British library Anthony Frost. I’m sending it to Finland, to someone who loves literature and doesn’t mind adcards. To be honest, I’ve been keeping this since last spring, waiting for a special book lover whom I could post it to. It’s one of my favourites, I believe.
Another address I asked for today was a Netherlands one, and a postcrosser with culinary interests was the perfect choice for a postcard I bought last summer, in Street Delivery. It’s a picture taken by Razvan Voiculescu, entitled “Instant shot with green and silence”, which is part of a beautiful and original collection called The Wandering Kitchen. Yes, postcards are an art. : )
(I love that cat under the chair…)