The Australia Postcards

On this past trip, I sent myself 35 postcards from Australia. Here’s some of them:

As usual I numbered the cards, and the highest is number 36 but one (number 20) never arrived. Does this card exist and is still in transit, or did I make a numbering error? I don’t know, and it’s difficult to tell based on the dates and messages on 19 and 21.

Most of the cards are vintage thanks to Sue giving me a bunch she had found in an antique store. We found almost no new cards on our road trip which was surprising since some of the places we visited (Katoomba and Dubbo Zoo) are tourist attractions. I suppose Australians no longer send each other postcards.

I sent us three a day, although I have no recollection of writing so many! One card describes the events of the day, and the other two are just random/funny events from that day or the trip in general. The above is an example, and if you’re wondering why I had the idea of including SHAZAM in the card your guess is as good as mine!

And none of those ten Chomp bars survived until the Japan flight, but rest assured I purchased more.

I do my best to vary the stamps I put on all the postcards I send, but I was very surprised to discover seventy different stamps on the 35 cards!

This was possible because I discovered (here at home) a stash of old Australian stamps that I brought with me. In addition the guy at the post office near the QVB in Sydney did his best to help me buy every different stamp they had in stock.

It is my experience that postal workers – in the US, Australia and Japan – are usually more than happy to entertain my requests to look at and buy as many different stamps as possible 🙂

There’s also the licensed stamp sets, of which I saw about a dozen in post offices while I was there. I used the stamps from the Avatar and Big Things sets, and if you look at your postcards you may see examples from both.

These cards will all be filed in my second ‘Australia’ binder with the hundreds of others I’ve sent myself from those shores over the years. As I’ve mentioned many times, these are my most treasured ‘souvenirs’ from my travels.

I’ll (probably) do a post about the Japan postcards as well, although we’re still waiting for a half dozen or so to arrive…

Ten Things We Didn’t Buy From The Antique Warehouse (And A Few Things We Did)

On the way back home from Rochester this past weekend we stopped at what claims to be the biggest antique warehouse in the state. With over 1000 vendors I’m inclined to believe them, and even though we only had a ‘quick focused look’ through the vast complex we still were there over two hours.

Here’s ten items we didn’t buy:

I’d never heard of this intriguing nearly 50-year-old boardgame and I’ll admit I was tempted. But I found a few reviews online that say it has poorly written rules and gameplay is boring so I left it in the case. Had it been less expensive I probably would have got it for the art alone.

$60 for a 37-year-old yo-yo? There’s surely a Freddy Kreuger fan out there for which this item is a grail, but for me it’s just something fun to see.

This is a resin frieze of John and Robert Kennedy created in 1968 by an artist named Joseph Zutz. These were originally sold unpainted – a dull grey colour – but this one has obviously been coloured. There were a lot of JFK items in the warehouse; I knew he was a popular president but I thought idolatry of politicians was a recent phenomenon.

This reminds me a lot of a similar Darth Maul bust I own, the exception of course being that this Ferengi (from Star Trek) is absolutely hideous. I probably should have bought this one and flipped it to Bernard for a tidy profit.

A 56-year-old Mountain Dew bottle?!? This is my favourite drink, and of all the things I’m showing here this is the only one I regret not buying. If you look closely at this photo you can also see a vast selection of View-Master slides on the next shelf down.

This would be a cool find for the deep-pocketed Battlestar Galactica fan that has everything. There wouldn’t be too many copies of this over 40-year-old game still existing, and of those I imagine a minuscule amount have unpunched game pieces. Like many of these formulaic licensed games from the 1980s, I bet the gameplay is dull.

I don’t have much to say about this one, except that I love it still exists in such good condition, and that the basic design of it reminds me of a lunchbox I owned around the same time (1977). What was mine? I no longer remember…

From the same year we have this doll. In remarkable condition considering it’s a half-century old and virtually encourages you to destroy the box to free the ‘photo on back’! This item reminded me of a John Travolta postcard book I purchased – also at an antique shop – about a decade ago and have yet to use.

Bernard’s a big fan of both Elvis and M&M’s but I didn’t buy him these because he probably already has them in his collection. Possibly that was a poor choice since if he didn’t I could have flipped them to him for a king’s ransom.

These taxidermy dioramas are called ‘whimsies’. A whole case was full of these, with the animals all posed anthropomorphically or interacting with props. The toad is creepy with his fake eyes, but a stingray (!) was even creepier!

So if we left all these fine things in cases (and this is just a portion of the interesting items we spotted) then what did we buy? Here’s the list:

I pulled these comics from dollar boxes where almost every comic seemed to be a different series. I told the cashier there were 25 but she counted 23 so I got them for only $0.92 each. I’ll read all these and then pass them on to students.

This is about fifty postcards, most of which I’ll use for Postcrossing. They averaged about $0.50 each which is a good price for unused vintage cards, and I’ll never grow tired of buying such things. The pile includes ten identical copies of the same card, which I will send to Sue long after she’s forgotten about this blog post 🙂

Printed glasses from the 1980s are somewhat common in antique shops these days, but there was a remarkable abundance of them at this particular warehouse. This was the only video game related one I saw, and it’s a glass with an intriguing origin. From what I can determine, this was made by Bally in 1982 for sale in stores. However they also made very slightly different versions for game arcades, cinemas and even for the burger chain Arby’s. It seems this was a very common glass in its day!

And lastly how could I resist this set of kid’s party supplies from 1978? Obviously inspired by Star Wars, these paper plates, cups and napkins are unused, still sealed and even have original price tags ($0.25 and $0.50) on them.

Antique stores continue to get better and better as we age and the stuff from our youth is now ‘antique’. I’ve already located another big warehouse about an hours drive away that I’ll probably check out later this summer!

Fireworks 2026

Saturday was our annual BBQ and fireworks celebration. It was raining a bit while we were cooking, but not enough to cancel our grilling. I regret not getting a photo of me squatting under an umbrella eating a steak kebab!

That’s a photo of an intricate wooden model of a galleon Kristin assembled while I was gallivanting around the world…

And there it is burning on the fire. If you’re shocked by this, know that it’s perfectly fine to find enjoyment in making something without necessarily keeping it.

The rain cleared up before it got dark, which meant there was no obstacle to lighting fireworks. Not that it would have stopped me 🙂

That’s my ‘By the Power of Grayskull‘ moment, of course referring to the best film of 2026 my lifetime, Masters Of The Universe. I held this firework a bit too high and rained a few sparks directly down onto myself, which was exciting.

We had much fewer sparklers this year, but the ones we had seemed longer, louder and more voluminous. Most of our fireworks were the kind that shoots into the air and makes pretty explosions, which are difficult to photograph. They were loud and thrilling and I enjoyed every one.

The neighborhood echoed with loud booms since apparently Rochester is full of rogues who turn a blind eye to the illegality of certain backyard fireworks. When we drove to the hotel afterwards thick clouds of smoke filled the suburb. I had read that firework sales were high this year – probably because of the 250th anniversary – and the noise and smoke seemed to support this.

Happy July 4th 🙂