Having stopped for months since I need time to adapt in this new place, now I’ve found again my mood to do the postcrossing. Eventhough I’ve lost many postcards that supposed to come to me, I got one from my highschool mates. At least I’m happy that I get postcard sent to me.
Sunny day, burning sunlight couldn’t stopped me from going to the post office, riding motorcycle and be happy finding the orange building standing in the city. It’s bigger than the one in my hometown, hope this won’t make my postcard being ruined during the way or lost ever again.
Look, the left pic was the postcard to my penpal in Rusia and the right was the huge stamp I bought from the post office. :”>
Happy postcrossing again dear, find another activity that will never break your heart!