That's right, folks. My new camera, the one I ordered to take on this trip so I can look like a pseudo-photo journalist, is in Commerce City. For those who are not from Colorado, that means my camera is in the industrial pit of despair.
I kid. It is not a pit of despair...more like an ancient suburb of rust, train tracks and dark, scary alleys.
However, there is an upside to this: it is in Colorado! And if worse comes to worse, I can spend my morning driving like a maniac across town until I track down the brown truck that holds my precious camera.
My precious, precious camera. My one, my own, my precious.
Tolkein would be so proud.
And on a related note, I must take a moment to say how much I appreciate and value EBAY. I adore ebay. ADORE it. I found a humdinger of a deal on this camera, and if it ever arrives (hopefully before my flight tomorrow afternoon) I will gladly put it to work so you can see the sights of the Middle East.
So, if it comes to mind, please say a prayer that the man in short brown shorts will show up on my doorstep between now and 3:00 pm tomorrow. And hopefully after a 13 hour flight to Beirut, I will be fluent in the ways of SLR technology.
Whatever SLR means.