Smashed!!!

Yesterday Eric and I received our very first care package from the U.S. (Hooray Jeff and Sandy, you are the best!). The package was sent on December 4, and took a full month to make it to our doorstep. We are so grateful that it survived the journey and customs, and the time that it took to arrive was well worth it, I almost cried when I saw the candy and other snacks sitting there on our table. It was kind of a strange experience though to see all the things that we would normally have in our pantry at home in Streamwood sitting on shelves here in our kitchen in Bangalore. Strange, but wonderful.



Though the contents arrived relatively unscathed, it is difficult to describe the state of the box upon arrival. I have an image of postal workers in a warehouse somewhere in Iowa reenacting the Iowa State vs. Iowa football game (using our poor box as a football) before finally kicking it onto a plane bound for India. I assume that the pilot transporting our box performed multiple aerial maneuvers over the Atlantic in order to assure the thorough jostling and hopeful destruction of all contents. I then imagine the customs officials in India tearing it open and kicking around the contents a bit before finally tying it up and sending it to the post office where the postal workers then substitute it for the ball as they reenact a India-Pakistan cricket match (remember that cricket matches can last for days) before finally delivering it to us. So if anyone had hoped to send us some fine china, I would not recommend it, as we would likely receive fine china dust. But smashed Doritos taste just as delicious as intact ones....