I’m a fan of postcards. There’s something to be said for hand-written notes. Unfortunately I’ve learned from experience that only about half of them make it to their intended destination. In case my grandparents – who everyone in my family calls Nana and Lucky – didn’t get the postcard I sent from Croatia, this is their digital copy, minus the awe-inspiring, postcard-quality photo plastered on the front. Hopefully they’ve learned to access that new-fangled Interwebz technology by now.
Hello Nana and Lucky,
I’m writing this from Croatia. You would like it here, Lucky. There are plenty of fish waiting to be caught in the shallow, turquoise waters. Well, technically fishing is illegal here, but I’m sure you would find a way around that. Lots of pretty waterfalls, too.
One week left in Europe – I’m getting ready to return to the U.S. and find one of those ummm… job things? Apparently they’re pretty hard to come by these days. I think it’s where you perform services in exchange for monetary compensation. I’m not sure – I only know how to sightsee.
Miss you guys and hope you had a good summer,