Il Mio Pacco

The Monday after I left for Italy, my loving parents sent me a package full of my winter clothes- things like sweaters, sweatpants, and even my backpack wound up in there. When Dad went to the post office, he notified me I had around 10 days before I should expect it.

Well about a month went by with NOTHING. I finally asked my host mom to help me out and try and track it on the Italian Postal Service's website-- only to discover it actually came to Viterbo but I addressed it wrong! I did not put "care of" down as part of the address, and therefore nobody brought it to the house. I was freaking out because it left the Viterbo area and was in Milan! My host mom sent an email, but nobody responded. Before we knew it, it was back home in America.

Finally, my parents gave it a second run and it arrived with no problem! It needed a second box, however, because it was so well traveled the first one was troppo morbido. I now have all my winter clothes! Yay sweaters! Woooooo

I am so relieved to have my things again. Now I know how to address things properly! If you care to send me a package/present/postcard saying how much you miss me,  just ask for my address and I'll be sure it gets to me. 

Arriving back home- all weakened and bent
                              

Beautiful beautiful box!
                             

And the unpacking began!
                             

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