I think there are three post offices in this city, and I have been to two of them so far.
I usually went to the central post office, but sometimes it was too crowded. So I walked to the little one, near my first apartment. People there were nicer; they always tried to find the more beautiful stamps for me and understand me in Arabic.
The fact is that I had not been here for months. Last Monday I went to the central post office in order to buy stamps, but it was late, so I was not sure it were open. The doorman recognised me immediately and told me (in French): "Oh, good afternoon madame. How are you? You here again to buy stamps. Sorry, but you should come back tomorrow".
I am afraid I am known by the post employees as "the foreign woman who buys so many stamps", or something like that :P