Post cards from... everywhere

I have been so blessed in the last 18 months with all the travel opportunities afforded to me, local and international. My first international trip was only 3 years ago - I spent every penny I had in savings to visit the United Kingdom for my 25th birthday, where my friend was studying in Bath University and another living in London.  I ran out of money a few days before returning home (my dad to the rescue here) but gosh I had just the best time ever - like a kid in a candy store they say.

Second to buying mugs and fridge magnets, anyone who has traveled with me will know my dedication and absolute obsession with sending post cards. I try to send to as many addresses as I have jotted down and really put effort into personalizing every message with a memory I share with that person - there is nothing worse than a generic message in my opinion.

I do it because of the joy I feel from receiving a post card and want to someone far far away to feel the same, and when they least expect it.  And having been away from home for so long, I appreciate the gesture now even more. Not only does it say you thought of me whilst on an epic journey but a part of me feels like I was kind of there too - living vicariously  :) As a result I have traveled to more places than my passport leads on.  I have kept every single post card I have ever received, I have from all continents- except Australia :( any takers. I am hoping one day to come up (or copy) an awesome crafty project using them - I really do treasure them so a big thank you to everyone who has ever sent me one. Its so refreshing to sift through a mail box full of bills to pay then see a postcard with an awesome landmark - it really puts a smile on my face ;)

Final thoughts
Travel is the only thing you can buy that makes you richer - unknown