Hi there, I am Manon from the Netherlands, I love tramping, camping, campfires, coffee and taking pictures (not necessarily in that order).
Today I was thinking...
Nice! The postal office near me is in an extremely old building and very small. They go to lunch around 12:00 and don't come back till 3:00. That's in America! I digress. What I really wanted to tell you is that I went there and I swear that the post person behind the counter was the same man I always see only he wasn't a man anymore. I almost asked if she was the sister of the man I normally see. Confused, I decided against it. When I had to take a package in next time, I put the camera on spy mode. He/she was not there. Bummer.
