Correito

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Correito Post Office, a regular customer named Fred often complained, ‘Why does it take forever for my package to arrive?’ One day, a delivery driver replied with a smile, ‘Because your package is always on its way back.’ Soon after, Fred started noticing something strange—packages he’d never sent were arriving at his doorstep. Perplexed, he asked the mailman why. With a twinkle in his eye, the man said, 'Ah, Mr. Correito, you’ve been sending out so many packages that they’re simply returning home!'

2. A delivery driver kept arriving early in the morning, leaving mysterious packages on the porch of an old lady next door. One day, the old lady decided to peek inside one of the packages. To her surprise, it contained a note reading: ‘Dear neighbor, your packages are getting lonely. Please come pick them up!’ Turns out, the delivery driver was just trying to be helpful.

3. At Correito Post Office, a neighbor once asked curiously: why do so many letters seem to arrive addressed simply as ‘Dear Friend’? With a twinkle in his eye, the postmaster replied, 'Why, those are letters from our friend, Mr. Anonymous. He writes them every week, never signs his name, and always asks us to deliver them to “Dear Friend.”' A nearby delivery driver chimed in, grinning, 'And he never misses an occasion—even on holidays!' The neighbor laughed heartily, realizing that sometimes, anonymous letters can bring just as much joy as they do mystery.

4. At Correito Post Office, every Tuesday afternoon around three o’clock, an old man would arrive carrying a large canvas bag. He’d open it with a soft click, revealing not mail but dozens of tiny wind chimes. Their delicate tinkling filled the air, sending everyone inside into a brief state of calm and wonder. One day, a delivery driver accidentally swapped his package for one of the wind chimes, thinking they were just another piece of mail. As he drove away, everyone in town heard a faint tinkle from his truck bed, followed by confused honking and laughter. The old man smiled knowingly as he watched, shaking his head and muttering, 'Young ones these days...'