Today is Mail Carrier's Day. We know this because it's been stamped on our letters and an envelope announcing same was left in our mailbox on the front door. I wasn't going to leave 50 pesos in the envelope for anybody to grab, so I left a note on the door asking sr Lopez to knock. He did and got his $50.
Over lunch el sr J and I were discussing how the mail system is different here. The cartero arrives on a motorbike with our mail. He doesn't walk up and down the street daily like in the US, since the receipt of mail from the government-run Correo is not necessarily a daily occurrence. Private couriers, not the cartero, deliver our bills. There is no junk mail except for the occasional flier stuck in the door.
When I think of all my unsuccessful attempts to stop junk mail in the US, I just have to say again, ¡viva México!
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