Postcard exchange - an apology (or two)

Well, well, nothing seems to be going according to plan these days... so I agreed to take part in a postcard exchange, a one-off event where people send people postcards and blog about it... organised by Meeta in Weimar/Germany. The date for posting and blogging about the card sent (without revealing the addressee, of course) was yesterday, so already, that makes me a day late.
Which I knew, as I would be travelling to Austria (alone with a 2.5 year old) that day, have numerous appointments (still alone with a boy aged 2 and a half) and have no access to the internet whatsoever. I promised to post a day later instead.
Which is what I've been desperately trying and miserably failed to do today.
First, I got side-tracked by a wonderful and almost leisurely (despite the wee boy) lunch at my friend Angelika's in Vienna and completely forgot to buy a postcard of Vienna.
Second, I only remembered when I had already left Vienna and was en route to Upper Austria, driving like a woman possessed (no change here... I always do that, at least according to my better half).
Third, the people at the service station had to spend the better part of 30 minutes to dig out some incredibly old postcards (they have stopped selling cards altogether, as apparently, would you believe it, I was the first foodblogger in ages to have forgotten about the postcard exchange and turned to them for help).
Fourth, arrived at my parents' place, I did the required writing (by hand, too, how unusual), took a picture (I had diligently packed my camera just for the event, plus the cable, plus the software) only to discover that the PC at my parents' place doesn't have a bloody USB drive!!!!
So apart from assuring you that the cards are a beauty to behold (actually, I will reveal here that I sent four as I felt sorry for the chaps at the station and also didn't find quite what I was after), there's nothing much I can do until I return to London on the 11th of August. By which time the postcards might have reached their destination and someone else, who is hopefully less muddle-headed than me, might have posted about them already... unless, of course, I happen to stumble across a household that lives in the 21st century and embraces technology like they do their loved ones, happen to have my camera on me and don't feel too embarrassed to ask them to use their computer.
What's the chances of that, do you reckon?
So, apologies to Meeta who put so much thought and effort into organising the event, and apologies to you all, as I was hoping to do a lot of posting while in Austria, but it'll now all have to wait until I'm back home...

Comments

[Tanna]

(shrug) Just life being life! Enjoy yourself.
Four cards...Wish it was me.
I'm enjoying the anticipation. Wasn't in today's mail.

[Sally]

You know what...shit happens. Get in on the next one. Enjoy your vacation, and your child. It really doesn't matter. In fact, you send me your address, I'll send you a post card. How's that?

Take care,
Sally

[angelika]

It was a pleasure to have You and Max here with us and I hope that there will be a next and longer time, soon. Max is one of the cutest little boys I have ever met. And when you say "despite the wee boy", I remember that we had TWO boys begging for our attention... Have a great and sunny time, hugs from Hietzing...

[Meeta]

Johanna, that was a cool post and I agree with Sally ... shit happens. At least you sent the thing out, and there is not some unhappy blogger with no postcard ;-(( But as you sent four ... well then that's OK!

[Nandita]

Hi Johanna!
I can imagine the trouble you went through-but it's great that you managed to send out in the end. FUnnily, I went through some similar incidents too, looks like no one in Bombay buys postcards anymore...

[Deborah]

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