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Remember at the beginning of my séjour in France, how I had to go to the post office to pick up my mail? And how, when I finally had the mailbox installed at the house, my mail ended up in Oklahoma City? Well, things have certainly changed. I'm pretty sure I received all of my Christmas packages, and last week, I got an envelope of hundreds of praise stickers (thanks, Dana!), which are a big hit at the school. I've ordered a book, ink cartridges, and a DVD from Amazon.fr, and they've all arrived safely. My train tickets for February vacation arrived this morning. But the best part: now, I get things that are simply addressed to me on my street, without a street number. This postcard is from the three EPS teachers (éducation physique et sportive) who are on a ski trip in the Alps with the students in 5ème (7th grade). Just to be safe, if you happen to send me anything, please use the whole address...