Even though we have dropped out for a while, that doesn’t mean that our mail stops. As much as we tried to stop the snail mail paper trail there are inevitably pieces that will continue to exist and need to find us…..so we have a mail forwarding service. Our “home” address for all postal purposes is in Florida. So every few months we send the service an email and ask them to send us our mail…..one benefit to this service is they get rid of all of the junk mail and catalogues (no more daily visits from the Victoria Secret models telling me I need more bikinis or Front Gate catalogues telling Ronnie we need a $500 raft with built in cooler, radio, massager and margarita maker).
Once our service drops our mail off at the post office (it goes “express” by the way) it takes about 4 weeks to arrive here in San Pedro, Belize. Since it’s usually a very large envelope it’s considered a “package” so we’ll receive a notice…..”you have a package waiting for you at the San Pedro post office – you must come down between the hours of 8 – 12 or 1-3 to claim the package and pay any duties associated with it”.
We arrive at the small post office and hand the letter to the clerk behind the counter (We have been warned to NEVER lose this piece of paper…not sure what would happen but they really want you to have that notice with you when you come pick it up). The postal clerk locates the package and then proceeds to walk to the back of the room, goes behind a wall, drops off our package and comes back out – there are two people in front of me so he points to a gentlemen in an orange t-shirt and says – “you are after him”. Ok.
You’ve got mail!
(Four weeks later)
About 25 minutes goes by and then its our turn. We have no idea what to expect…..we’re at the post office and we need to meet with the customs guy so he can release the package. Sounds so official. So we walk into the room and find the friendliest postal worker we have ever met. He says he needs to open the package…..as he’s opening it he chuckles and says “I bet it’s just a bunch of your mail”…..nailed it. He then went into a story of how the internet was supposed to make things easier and faster and decrease paperwork – but that all it did was create more work and more “notifications”…..”you get an email saying you get paid and then you get a document in the mail saying your pay was deposited”…..”why do we need all this paper mail now that we have the internet and email?” Amen brother. You are preaching to the choir.
After we were done talking (I now know why it takes about 10 minutes per person in there….which we LOVED) he says we need to pay 75 cents Belize to release the mail. No problem. Done and done. Easy and friendly – that’s our kind of post office!
Side note – even though we love our post office please refrain from sending us $500 raft/massager/stereo/margarita maker in the mail……We’re guessing the duty on that would be a little bit more than 75 cents!