The (probable) death of a good friend: water and electronics don't mix
So... my camera fell in the Baltic. As in Sea. As in my 6-month-old, expensive-at-the-time digital camera. As in... sigh. It won't turn on. And i didn't have a computer around to check online for quick suggestions for what to do to try and save it. One sight said re-submerge it in salt-water until you're ready to fix it... because otherwise the oxydization will kill the circuitry. I'm thinking that's what happened. The only photo place i found today was an electronics store and the woman just looked at it with pity, and shook her head. 'Do you have a warranty?' she asked? Perhaps, but not in france... Gaaaah!
I didn't freak out too badly when it happened and managed to really enjoy the rest of my 'day alone in denmark'. But now that i'm back in stras and tried my best to dry out the camera myself... i'm starting to feel the sting. My first instinct with electronics is that I should be able to find some way to fix them... not sure where I came up with this idea, seeing as how I'm not exactly an electronics wiz. But i did manage to fix mom's old computer, thus i have this curious confidence in my ability to 'find a way'...
However, i think the situation is pretty dreary this time around.
To add to the camera drama, Gretchen's camera starting taking pink-blur shots the day before my baltic spill... according to a text message from norway, it's not doing so well either. Hence, we can't settle for sharing a camera for the next month if neither work.
So essentially i'm in the market for a new camera, because I can't forsee two months in europe without. But it'll cramp my finances...already had to buy an unforseen pair of new sturdy and comfortable shoes, which, at $120, already seemed steep. And for a good digicam...? When i just invested in this last one less than six months ago?
I'm torn... on the one hand, it seems stupid to buy an el cheapo new camera because THIS is when i'd be wanting top shots, THIS is when i'll be using it the most. And god know I'm going to be extra careful around large bodies of water... (i blame it on the face that i was visiting hamlet's godforsaken castle at the time). But on the other hand...
Do i make-do with a disposable until Budapest and hope I can get better prices there? Do I suck it up and buy here where at least i can understand the language even though the euro is not exactly in my favor? And which one to buy?
oy. well, at least this makes the tentative decision to go to scotland for the finale of my trip easier... i'll save the extra plane fare towards new camera costs.
One girl on my trip broke her camera after falling down stairs drunkenly with a bottle of wine in her purse next to the camera which proceeded to break all over everything. At the time, I shook my head, sorry for her, but sure I'd never do anything like that. And then i go put my camera in a fairly lose pocket and reach for my open-faced sandwich while sitting on some rocks and enjoying the beauty of the baltic... and BLOP, it was half submerged, wedged between two seaweed-covered rocks. I think the fisherman down the way must have wondered at my solitary cries of panic.
In any case, I'll stop my rant there. I have a screwdriver and my curiousity may take the better of me tonight concerning the attempted drying of the inside of the camera...
As it is, Denmark was wonderful besides this accident... but I'm too wiped to really report on that. Besides, gotsta meet ariana for dinner, and then find the umph to go for drinks with a guy met last week when out with martina. shouldn't have said yes when he texted today, but seeing as how it was my idea last week, it seemed silly to be the hypocrite.
meanwhile, mountain party should start tomorrow, though plans are all up in the air and i made a fool out of my french trying to talk to gaspard on the phone. Not sure if maura will make it, if the temperature will get better (i swear it could have been hailing earlier today... so much for hot european summers...)... i guess i'm just kind of stressed and tired from the night train and not exactly in the best of spirits.
But things will look up. I know that much.
à plus tard!
I didn't freak out too badly when it happened and managed to really enjoy the rest of my 'day alone in denmark'. But now that i'm back in stras and tried my best to dry out the camera myself... i'm starting to feel the sting. My first instinct with electronics is that I should be able to find some way to fix them... not sure where I came up with this idea, seeing as how I'm not exactly an electronics wiz. But i did manage to fix mom's old computer, thus i have this curious confidence in my ability to 'find a way'...
However, i think the situation is pretty dreary this time around.
To add to the camera drama, Gretchen's camera starting taking pink-blur shots the day before my baltic spill... according to a text message from norway, it's not doing so well either. Hence, we can't settle for sharing a camera for the next month if neither work.
So essentially i'm in the market for a new camera, because I can't forsee two months in europe without. But it'll cramp my finances...already had to buy an unforseen pair of new sturdy and comfortable shoes, which, at $120, already seemed steep. And for a good digicam...? When i just invested in this last one less than six months ago?
I'm torn... on the one hand, it seems stupid to buy an el cheapo new camera because THIS is when i'd be wanting top shots, THIS is when i'll be using it the most. And god know I'm going to be extra careful around large bodies of water... (i blame it on the face that i was visiting hamlet's godforsaken castle at the time). But on the other hand...
Do i make-do with a disposable until Budapest and hope I can get better prices there? Do I suck it up and buy here where at least i can understand the language even though the euro is not exactly in my favor? And which one to buy?
oy. well, at least this makes the tentative decision to go to scotland for the finale of my trip easier... i'll save the extra plane fare towards new camera costs.
One girl on my trip broke her camera after falling down stairs drunkenly with a bottle of wine in her purse next to the camera which proceeded to break all over everything. At the time, I shook my head, sorry for her, but sure I'd never do anything like that. And then i go put my camera in a fairly lose pocket and reach for my open-faced sandwich while sitting on some rocks and enjoying the beauty of the baltic... and BLOP, it was half submerged, wedged between two seaweed-covered rocks. I think the fisherman down the way must have wondered at my solitary cries of panic.
In any case, I'll stop my rant there. I have a screwdriver and my curiousity may take the better of me tonight concerning the attempted drying of the inside of the camera...
As it is, Denmark was wonderful besides this accident... but I'm too wiped to really report on that. Besides, gotsta meet ariana for dinner, and then find the umph to go for drinks with a guy met last week when out with martina. shouldn't have said yes when he texted today, but seeing as how it was my idea last week, it seemed silly to be the hypocrite.
meanwhile, mountain party should start tomorrow, though plans are all up in the air and i made a fool out of my french trying to talk to gaspard on the phone. Not sure if maura will make it, if the temperature will get better (i swear it could have been hailing earlier today... so much for hot european summers...)... i guess i'm just kind of stressed and tired from the night train and not exactly in the best of spirits.
But things will look up. I know that much.
à plus tard!
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