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More on the post office
12.08.04 (8:54 am)   [edit]

Last week I found the village post office, it also doubles up as a bank. Normally when I think of the post office I think of long queues and impersonal service, but I should have known it would be different here in the Land That Time Forgot. It’s the ground floor of somebody’s house, presumably either the bank manager or post master. It’s a small room with a desk, a set of scales and a big basket. In the middle of the room was parked a moped with a goat tethered to it. The rest of the space was filled by women.


Spanish people don’t do queuing, they do mobbing. The trick is to ask “who’s the last” as you enter a room like this and then fight your way through as that person finishes. Once I’d worked out my place in the mob I stood back and watched. There was absolutely no system. The woman behind the desk was trying to do several things at once but achieving nothing. At one point she looked up and noticed me, the only man and obviously a foreigner. She shouted across the room “what do you want foreigner?” I shouted back that I wanted to send a package.


Her: Have you got the stamps?


Me: No, that’s why I’m here.


She took the parcel, weighed it and told me how much it was going to cost. I then had to go across the road to the cigarette shop and tell Maria how many stamps I needed, then bring them back. I did that, and when I returned she put the stamps on the parcel and threw it into the big basket.


Her: Don’t you live in that street up near the castle?


Me: (Wondering how she knew where I lived) Yes I do.


Her: Hold on, I think I’ve got something for you.


She started emptying the same basket that she’d thrown my outgoing parcel into. Eventually she found a packet addressed to me and handed it over. What a great system!


 


Another revelation. I’ve lived here for nearly a year, and in all that time I’ve staggered back and forth to the shops for water. Now, call me slow but I’ve just realised that the whole village is surrounded by natural springs. So, with pioneering spirit I’m off today in search of water. I may be some time.

 


posted by: VodkaB (reply)
post date: 12.08.04 (12:07 am)

Enjoy yourself :) be safe *grin* I love the system.



posted by: TorryGirl (reply)
post date: 12.08.04 (1:03 am)

I worked in a country post office for a while, so i've seen a laid back approach to the mail - but never quite that laid back. It's a wonder yu get any mail at all!



posted by: badaunt (reply)
post date: 12.08.04 (1:10 am)

Now I know why you never thanked me for those diamond earrings I sent you.



posted by: Andaloo (reply)
post date: 12.08.04 (5:12 am)

Reply to: badaunt
I have every faith in our little postie now that I've seen it in action. I'm sure they'll get here eventually.



posted by: Andaloo (reply)
post date: 12.08.04 (5:16 am)

Reply to: TorryGirl
We get mail when Chico (the postie) isn't working on somebody's house, and never when its raining.



posted by: irishred (reply)
post date: 12.08.04 (5:49 am)

I wish you the best in your quest for aqua!

Hope things are going well for you!



posted by: librarianguish (reply)
post date: 12.08.04 (8:35 am)

Ooooh, what an advemture! All of it. It sounds like every day you have some new little discovery there. What fun. Enjoy your search for water - and be sure to thank it and tell you how much you love it! It will be good to you too.



posted by: Andaloo (reply)
post date: 12.08.04 (8:44 am)

Reply to: librarianguish
Sadly the search for water ended dry. I found a whole load of water falling out of a hillside, but the townie in me somehow expected a sign or something saying "look, free water". There was nobody around to ask if I could really drink this stuff so I chickened out.



posted by: almsthvn (reply)
post date: 12.08.04 (9:17 am)

sounds like a VERY interesting place. Good luck on your water quest!



posted by: billlyryan (reply)
post date: 12.08.04 (4:01 pm)

Can I come live in your village? I can help Maria run her shop! Or sweep the floor of the post office/bank/ground floor...



posted by: billlyryan (reply)
post date: 12.08.04 (4:01 pm)

Can I come live in your village? I can help Maria run her shop! Or sweep the floor of the post office/bank/ground floor...



posted by: NurseNancy (reply)
post date: 12.18.04 (2:23 pm)

sounds like a storybook village!! In the land that time forgot....

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