It had to happen eventually, something had to happen with me in the camera department that would make me want to tear my hair off (well, what I have left of it at least).
After arriving back to the U.S. when my backpacking adventure through South America was over, I took a quick family vacation to L.A. before heading back up to San Francisco. My parents had brought back my suitcase and all my camera equipment that I left at home. To make a long story short, we believed that all my equipment had been stolen from our Rental Van.
The hotel was taking too long to respond or even answer the basic question of “did you find anything in our room?”. After not getting contacted for a couple of days, we decided to file a police report and claim it to the insurance so we can get reimbursed. But still, I was devastated. All I had acquired (from my flashes, lenses and accessories) was in that camera bag.
Luckily, my parents are perhaps the coolest people on earth and reassured me that everything was going to be alright. They were so positive in fact, that it would work out with the insurance, that they bought be an even better camera from my previous ones. Ones that actual professionals use (well, at least my favorite photographers anyway).
Needless to say I was pretty damn happy with this new camera (which I named Natasha). I was actually shaking with excitement with the fact that I could take my photos to a whole new level. I’ve done nothing but play around with it, and its true what they say, once you go full-frame its almost impossible to go back.
Yesterday the hotel called and told me they found my camera bag
I know I know, I should be happy they found everything (or I think they found everything), but still, those Karma Gods definitely knew how to play with my emotions and get my hopes up. I should have trusted my instincts, while we were buying the new camera, my gut told me we should have waited a little longer.
So now my mind is racing on how I can keep beautiful Natasha. Sell my videogame systems? Its not like I play them much anymore. Sell my piano? I take pictures more than I play these days. Work the street corner? Although, I would probably need to get a rocking body for that. Sell all my lenses and camera’s and just keep one versatile lens for now?
Ugh head reeling. Oh Natasha, why are you doing this to me?
So what will happen? I don’t know, but what I do know is that I need a beer.