Sad Day

The camera of wonders and dreams is gone. With its absence I have a camera-sized hole in my heart and a ton of love for all of my wonderful friends and family members who have been nothing but supportive.

Its absence also brought me to the end of an almost 10 month cry-free spell. July 5th, in the year of our Lord, 2008, E. Plewa had her first cry session since September 10th in the year of our Lord, 2007. It was well overdue. But you know what, everyone said it would feel so good just to let it all out, and it didn’t. I felt just as guilty and deserving of being yelled at as I did before I let it all out. But, sadly for me, my family would not oblige me in the yelling, so that’s when it happened. This all took place in an internet café in a semi-private ‘workspace’ in the city of Pedernales.

How it happened: I left it on a bus and when I went back for it 3 hours later, it was gone, presumably taken by someone who was also riding the bus. I filed a police report and had it insured (as I had a feeling I wasn’t really meant to own something so lovely) and we’re pretty sure the insurance will cover most of it. Still, word to the wise: DON’T TRUST ME WITH NICE THINGS.

We were in Pedernales to go to a very beautiful bay called Bahia de las Aguilas, AKA: Eagles Bay. It was a few-day long trip to celebrate the Independence of our great land of the free and home of the brave. We had no fireworks and no BBQ but we still had an excellent day. People ate spaghetti o’s, sardines and tuna out of cans. (If you know me even a little bit, you can guess which of those I ate.)