Greetings From Hell

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In case you can’t read this, it says:

It may look beautiful, but we’re actually in Hell! Wish you were here!

Love,

Jo

I miss those puppies and Coyote.

My mother sent this postcard to her sister. As you can see by the postmark, we really were in Hell in the Cayman Islands, where everyone has to send the obligatory ‘Wish you were here’ postcard from the tiny post office there. But what’s more telling is that my mother’s idea of Hell is actuallyΒ written on the postcard: being without her dogs (Coyote and the puppies).

If you were in Hell, who would you send a postcard to?

16 responses to “Greetings From Hell

  1. I did think it was literal when I first read it. As in, you go to the Cayman Islands, and it rains the entire time. I didn’t notice the postmark. That would tickle my funny bone, and I would have to send a postcard to each of my family members, and several blogger friends, too. πŸ™‚

  2. I love going through my Grandma and Mom’s old photos of their travels in the 1950s. They captured a time that will never reappear. Going to go break out the box of photos now. :o)

  3. Wow, I’m not sure if that is a good or bad idea to name a place like that. Is that maybe what Chris Rea sang about on his song “Road to Hell” or maybe Meatloaf’s “Bat out of Hell”?

    • LOL. This made me laugh because it would take about 2 minutes to get out of Hell. It’s not much more than a post office and general store. Probably not songworthy, but I could be wrong. πŸ™‚

  4. Haha I remember “Hell” from many years ago when I went on a Carribean cruise, and sent my own ‘Wish you were here’ postcard to my best friend. Though I totally feel your mom’s sentiments… I often joke about how I miss my two daschunds more than I miss my bf sometimes haha!

  5. To my father in law perhaps, everyone else is on Facetime! πŸ˜€
    There is a place called ‘Hell’??? If you lived here in my adopted city, for one summer, even the real one would seem like a hill station πŸ™‚

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