To Iraq and Back Again - A Bear's Journey
The down side is that the Christmas packages I mailed never got to him. Instead, they went on a 13,000 mile odyssey, followed Carlos all the way to Fort Hood (adding another 1,100 miles), and eventually came back to me yesterday. A little beaten-up and travel-worn, but they made it home.
It occurred to me that we could make this a learning experience. People always ask:
Well, I wasn't sure of all those myself, but let's find out! Join us on our photo essay as we delve into the box and see just what happened.
The APO forwarded the box to Carlos' home station back in the states. 4th ID got it and forwarded it to Ft Hood, Texas. Still trying to get it to the right guy. Hey, you gotta call that good service!
What do you suppose the contents look like?
Snickers past their prime, but still technically Snickers. So, OK if you don't mind a cracked tooth or two.
Peppermint crumbs! Good in coffee or on toast. So, OK in a "desperate for peppermints" sort of way.
Fancy chocolates! (I think I still have the receipt for those). "I am outraged. These chocolates taste like, well, like they've been sitting in a cardboard box for months. In a hot, dusty place like Texas for mercy sake. I demand a refund. "
Toiletries. Wrapped in zip-locs, taped the lids shut, no problem.
Toothpaste. A little banged up, but looks fine.
Tin of carmel-corn. It would make a good ash-tray, but the foil pouch didn't get broken. So, OK. My famous Christmas Cookies. I followed the advice to put them in a bag, then inside a Tupperware container, then tape it up good. Result?
They look like cookies
They feel like cookies
They sorta smell like cookies
That's as far as I went
Silly String. Hey, would I trust this bear to an exploding can of toxic, flammable chemicals? So OK. *
*the management of this blog do not recommend mailing any materials that violate Postal Service regulations. But next time you are there, ask them why in the hell they stopped giving us free tape.
Welcome home Carlos!