Presents and the Post Office

I know what i wanted to write about!!!!
I wanted to write about the present I got from my friend Dan. You see, Dan is fab, we went to Amsterdam together and got high as kites and ate at a Chinese restaurant crispy duck every day. Yay yay! Very fab Dan.
Anyway, sometime recently I spoke to Dan on MSN messenger and at that moment he was being in London spending his 2000-won-in-a-casino-pounds-fortune. He already bought an Armani suit, yahaaa (wanna see wanna see) and then he said that he just found the perfect present for me. Yippeeeeee. Love presents!!!! And so I gave him the address and the present came and it was a Badger Badger T-shirt and it was perfect.
Only my boss then, after I`ve shown all the present staff what the badgers actually are, with a small curious smile pointed to the address on the envelope which said, `Veronika Ciernikova, Fukuchiyama, Kyoto-hu, Japan`. No street, no house number, nothing. And the present came anyway!!!!
I was left there standing with a grin of disbelief, turning my head in wonder and confused amusement. With all the lost-letters-and-not-coming packages-inquiries from me the Fukuchiyama Post Office must obviously be already well acquainted with Miss Ciernikova who`s address her closest friends and closest family fail to remember.
Which reminds me, indeed, my favourite Tonysan, too, on the last letter wrote the old address followed respectibly by the new address (this was after already tracking his previous letter down a month or so before and a consequential re-update of the current state of affairs ) and it managed to arrive at my house only by the miraculous knowledge of the Post Office staff of my Fukuchiyama whereabouts.
V. impressed.