For those who don’t speak Spanish fluently, there is a process that can strike fear in the heart of many honest and strong adults: the mail. In Spain, the mail is called El Correo, and if I didn’t have friends to help me broker the transaction, I would not have been able to accomplish what I did. The main post office is in an incredibly beautiful building in Ayunamento, across from the city hall. I have walked by the building at least a dozen times, and never knew that the mother of all post offices was in this building.

Okay, shipping. In America, there are FedEx and Kinko’s locations, UPS stores, and pack-n-ship resources that seem to be everywhere. The only UPS shipping store in Valencia was in the airport. After enquiring among Valencianos and expats alike, the consistent message was that the Correo was the right place to ship stuff. I had a few things that I did not want to carry back in my luggage, things that I thought I would need but did not. In the Correo, I decided to buy two standard shipping boxes, each about the size of a paper box. I did not know if I needed both boxes, but it made more sense to buy an extra box than to have to go twice to buy them. Make from more ecologically-sound cardboard and designed in a pre-assembled fashion, these boxes are bright green and called Cajas Verdes (green boxes) in Spain.

The good thing is that like many Spanish businesses, the office hours include evening hours that make it easy for someone like me to get to the post office. The employees were very friendly and amiable, and helpful when I returned to the Correo to ship the filled box. Since there is no rush to receive these items, the price to ship a bunch of odds and ends was nominal. Overall, shipping was a good experience, and I now know how to do something that I didn’t before.

Note to self: Come back here during the daytime, when I can see the incredible stained glass windows in the ceiling of the Correo building with illumination. If you, gentle readers, get there before I do, take some good pictures!