Impressions: The Italian Post Office

Last week the two of us took advantage of our days off from teaching and cheerfully skipped off to the post office to mail a package filled with sweets, pasta and a Venetian mask Christmas ornament to dear ‘ol Mom and Dad. After getting pushed, yelled at and redirected to new windows at every turn, we left the office in a sour mood.

Who knows which ticket we're supposed to use

The Italian post office is set up exactly like the American DMV. There are long lines of counters with flashing electronic ticker numbers and you have to visit a ticket machine to get a space in line.  As foreigners we were completely lost as to which button to press so we went with “buy postage”.

We waited to hear eager to hear, “We are now calling: P-0-4-7 at window number three” and we ran over to a teller who immediately shooed us away and said, “postage, window two”.  We tried to explain we didn’t want postage, we wanted to send a box, but a new Italian woman had already pushed her way up to the counter and made it clear through finger shaking and a slight shove that we were NOT going to snatch her spot in line.

We finally located a room where we could purchase boxes for mailing and we went through three more lines before we finally made it to a woman who accepted our package and sent it n its way. Overall the trip was a 30 euro annoyance, but Mom and Dad will have their pasta!  Perrin and I will NOT return to an Italian post office again and our parents will have to suffice with digital images of our journey.

Tip for future visits: Find a box first; Ask someone which ticket option you need before waiting in line.

Perrin waits at the DMV-style counters, waiting for our number to be called...


About sistersbailey

We are Perrin and Sarah Bailey, collectively known as “The Sisters Bailey”. The moniker was born out of a crazy weekend at the 2009 New Orleans Jazz Fest and it was the first time we had ever been referred to as one unit. We grew up in Alexandria, VA together and then separated for college - Perrin to The University of Pennsylvania and Sarah to Northwestern University – and somehow landed together in New York after graduation. It was in the midst of the hustle of Manhattan that we became friends for the first time in years. Somehow we landed jobs in the same industry - Sarah worked in marketing at HBO and Perrin managed creative digital promotions for her media agency’s main client, Disney - just three blocks from one another. One day we decided to leave our jobs, sell our belongings and travel abroad with a backpack and a collective savings of $10K. The stories of our continuing adventures and those of other fearless travelers are here to inspire you.
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