Correos!
Well after two hours of fun! I tell you what, nothing like chilling with a bunch of frustrated Ecuadorians wanting their packages. Luckily after taking a taxi to the postoffice I got there earlier than I thought. I thought it had been 11 o´clock but it was 10 luckily and I was able to work everything out. First you give them your passport, and a copy(don´t forget the copy) and a dollar for who knows what. Then you wait 15-20 minutes, then they decide to send an inspector. When the inspector comes they obligingly open the package for you , how nice so everyone in the room is able to share the moment with you! After seeing what you can´t touch yet, they close the package again, having verified, no there isn´t anything valuabel. Fine says the lady. Alright wait 20 more minutes before they remember you and then the lady takes your information and efficiently hunts and pecks on the keyboard entering your information in record time. She tells you it will cost 10 dollars of taxes, less than I thought it would be so fine. Oh just kidding after another 20 minutes go by, because they have to walk very slowly upstairs to the "other" office (take a break from this hard work they are doing) and then return with a paper, and says oh by the way it will be 20 dollars instead. At this point I just grab the paper and my passport to go to the bank. Oh yes this tale does not end at the lovely post office. We get to go down the street to the bank! So I walk, ask random security guard where the supposed bank is, and he cordially looks me up and down and then tells me where it is. Inside the bank I ask which line to enter, but after entering the line, luckily the security guard says you need to go to the corner to copy that piece of paper. Of course! Why wouldn´t I? so I step graciously out of line and find the little whole in the wall (literally) copy center and copy for 5 cents. Again I return to wait in line and finally am gratified to give them my money and return with excitement to the postoffice. I throw the paper at the HELPFUL gentleman, grab my package and bolt while all the others are still milling around waiting for this great system to process them. I leave and decide against the bus, no sense going through all that and having someone steal it from me so I hail a taxi and lie and say I only have 1.50 and avoid paying the huge amount of 2.00 to take me home. Wheeww! Goodnes what a trip but it was all worth the package and treasures inside. Halloween Candy, that by the way is almost gone! AND Pens, papers, a new journal, and pants! SOmething else to wear oh glorius mail! I´ll get pictures of this scene up later but for now I´m sure you can imagine my pleasure!
Well after two hours of fun! I tell you what, nothing like chilling with a bunch of frustrated Ecuadorians wanting their packages. Luckily after taking a taxi to the postoffice I got there earlier than I thought. I thought it had been 11 o´clock but it was 10 luckily and I was able to work everything out. First you give them your passport, and a copy(don´t forget the copy) and a dollar for who knows what. Then you wait 15-20 minutes, then they decide to send an inspector. When the inspector comes they obligingly open the package for you , how nice so everyone in the room is able to share the moment with you! After seeing what you can´t touch yet, they close the package again, having verified, no there isn´t anything valuabel. Fine says the lady. Alright wait 20 more minutes before they remember you and then the lady takes your information and efficiently hunts and pecks on the keyboard entering your information in record time. She tells you it will cost 10 dollars of taxes, less than I thought it would be so fine. Oh just kidding after another 20 minutes go by, because they have to walk very slowly upstairs to the "other" office (take a break from this hard work they are doing) and then return with a paper, and says oh by the way it will be 20 dollars instead. At this point I just grab the paper and my passport to go to the bank. Oh yes this tale does not end at the lovely post office. We get to go down the street to the bank! So I walk, ask random security guard where the supposed bank is, and he cordially looks me up and down and then tells me where it is. Inside the bank I ask which line to enter, but after entering the line, luckily the security guard says you need to go to the corner to copy that piece of paper. Of course! Why wouldn´t I? so I step graciously out of line and find the little whole in the wall (literally) copy center and copy for 5 cents. Again I return to wait in line and finally am gratified to give them my money and return with excitement to the postoffice. I throw the paper at the HELPFUL gentleman, grab my package and bolt while all the others are still milling around waiting for this great system to process them. I leave and decide against the bus, no sense going through all that and having someone steal it from me so I hail a taxi and lie and say I only have 1.50 and avoid paying the huge amount of 2.00 to take me home. Wheeww! Goodnes what a trip but it was all worth the package and treasures inside. Halloween Candy, that by the way is almost gone! AND Pens, papers, a new journal, and pants! SOmething else to wear oh glorius mail! I´ll get pictures of this scene up later but for now I´m sure you can imagine my pleasure!
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