Earlier this year, I got some great postcards from my postcard penpal on his trip to Italy. Fortunately, for me he made a trip to the bordering country of Slovenia. I love postcards from Slovenia and I’ve only got one other in the Collection, so this was a real treat. And then there’s the postcard itself in all its shiny glory:
Here’s the real backside (ha, pun intended!):
On my last day here I got the chance to spend the afternoon in Capodistria, Slovenia. Awesome place, if you ever have the opportunity you should visit. Also, as soon as I saw this postcard I knew it was perfect for you!
Of all the places in the world, I have more postcards of Florida than anywhere else (including my home province of Ontario). No doubt, this reflects that Florida is the vacation destination of choice for many of my friends and family.
So you’d think I’d seen all the postcards Florida has to offer. I was recently in Florida and spent much time hunting for postcards. It was much harder than it used to be with many souvenir stores not selling postcards at all or just having the obligatory palm trees and shoreline images.
But I struck gold at a souvenir shop on Fort Lauderdale beach getting a few gems of the tacky and dorky sort, such as this gem:
This risque item arrived in my mailbox – I instantly knew it was from Europe as nowhere else has nudity so readily on display.
This postcard sure shows one hot ass in Greece and the sunbathing lady looks like she’s going to get a sunburn.
For more on Creece and an image of gorgeous melons, here’s the backside:
“We haven’t left the resort so couldn’t ethically send a card with some of the beautiful scenery. This card is the closets to representing our holiday. X rode a donkey. I laid on the beach. The highlight of the trip was 11 year old X singing [unknown]”
A few days ago, I posted a delightful gem from my Italian collection. In that post, I claimed that Europe had the best postcards as in most kitsch or bizarre. In reviewing my vaults, I found another Italian gem:
There’s so much to love about it!
- Gratuitous nudity (I put the black bar on – sorry). Only Europeans are okay with open postal nudity.
- Such a bizarre collage of the “culture” of the great city, Bologna
- The caption just brings it all together in a over-the-top way (in case you missed it) – Bologna is “La citta dell 3 t…” that is the “city of the 3 Ts”.
Here’s the back side:
“Ciao! I did it, I finally found some choice postcards. Note the tortelini, it’s from Bologna, shaped after Venus’ navel. Find the 3 ‘Ts’ on the front of this… the shop keeper made sure I understood!!”
In considering the various Italian gems, I think I will revise my claim to state that Italy has the best postcards in the world! (Please feel free to mail me contenders for this title however.)
With the festive season upon us, the ubiquitous and obligatory partying can eventually wear anyone down. So here’s some advice from an old (1950s I estimate) postcard from the Blue Bird Tourist Court.
I couldn’t find much info on Blue Bird Tourist Courts, but they seemed like a small chain of hotels and in this case a truck stop. Their postcards definitely reflect truck stop humour.
Remember to take it easy this holiday season and if you have to cut out something, singing is always good idea to cut first.
Almost as much as I love postcards, I love bad movies. And the ultimate host of schlocky horror films is Elvira Mistress of the Dark. Years before Mystery Science Theatre made an art of B-film mockery, Elvira was the horror flick “hostess with the mostess”.
Today is the birthday of Elvira’s alter-ego Cassandra Peterson.
Before the Web and social media made contacting and following celebrities easy, In 1995 I had to write to Elvira’s official fan club to ask to join. After waiting for weeks, I finally received this in the mail:
I was excited to have Elvira on a postcard, but it’s not really all (or much) that I had hoped for from her or her fan club.
Here’s the backside:
Rather cold as Elvira’s deathly pallour isn’t it? No personal message, just a spiel for me to buy boring stuff (Phone cards?!? Make it postcards and now you’re talking.)
Sadly, this is the only thing I ever got from Elvira (sniff) or her fan club. But one Elvira postcard is better than one – but nothing would beat a great set though!
Yesterday, I posted one of the most disquieting items in the Collection. A day after it arrived, another equally disquieting postcard arrived:
My kid takes ukulele lessons for God’s sake!!! I’ll never be able to look at a uke again without shuddering.
Here’s the backside:
“Jane, was wird geschehen? [I believe it translates as “Jane, what will happen?”] Thomas Hermanns als Taro Torsay”
“The Brighton Boy. I thought I sent this to you years ago, did I buy two? It’s very disturbing but at least he isn’t [unknown].”
I do not already have this item in the Collection. I’d remember it – this image is painfully seared into my mind!
From some brief googling, it appears that this is an image of the character Taro Torsay by the German comedian Thomas Hermanns. He had a comedy satire featuring this character in Germany, but why this postcard would be sold in Brighton (or made in the first place) is beyond me.