I landed in Atlanta one August morning. It was my first International trip.  After clearing immigration my first stop was the Post  Office and where I picked a postcard to send home. With that a tradition was born.  From then on with every trip abroad I have been sending postcards back home. It also served as souvenir of sorts.


So here is a tradition that I have kept alive without fail for the last seven years.

‘Operation Postcards and Passports….. Seeing the world one stamp at a time.’


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