I sent a book of my poetry “Stray Thoughts/ Winged Words to a dear friend in India. She lives in Mumbai. She has been my friend from Xanga and we still keep in touch, even though she is not on it anymore.
I sent the book out on the 10th of December, by First Class International Priority Mail. I thought it would take about ten days for it to reach Mumbai where Fadia lives. For the last ten or twelve days I have been tracking the USPS number, and I keep getting the “In Transit” message. I thought that meant that it has reached Mumbai and is stuck in their Customs at the Airport.
Today I called the main post office here to ask them to check about the package and where the delay was. Do you know what they said? “The package has not left the US Customs. It is still in Chicago.”
I couldn’t believe it. It was bizarre to say the least. I asked the guy, “So, what now, and when will it get out?” He answered, “It is held in the Customs at the airport, and we have no way of contacting them or finding out what is going on!”
Anywhere in the world I could have suspected improper Customs regulations; but would never have doubted our Customs in the US would take so many weeks to send a little book in a manila envelope, to India.
Needless to say I am disgusted.