So…….it’s been thirteen days since I came down with whatever mess this is that makes me feel rather awful. Don’t get me wrong, I feel better. Much better. But this nasty-ass stuff will not simply go away quietly into the night. And I managed to pass it along to my wife, who is now down-and-out as well.
The timing was perfect too. I had just collected my “new” (meaning “used”) Canon Rebel XTi (which I think is the 400D in Europe) and wanted to get out and snap some test shots so that I could be certain that it was operating correctly and such. I managed to fire off maybe 15 or 20 shots before I was laid low by the monster head cold from hell. Finally getting around to viewing them almost 3-weeks later I can safely state that the camera appears to be operating according to factory specification. Yea!
I can’t tell you how nice it is to have this camera. And my pleasure at having it crosses a number of reasons: (1) having played with it a bit I have come to realize how fragile and entry-level this sort of camera really is. It doesn’t have any of the quality feel or look that my 40D has in spades. And the sound of the shutter curtain releasing and the mirror flipping up and then back down is not unlike finger nails on a chalk board when compared to the majesty of precision that is, in comparison, my 40D. (2) I wanted a camera that I could throw in the car and take with me at any moment. What I didn’t want was a camera whose theft would leave me in tears, cursing Bog and all the heavens for the injustice done to me. Not that I want this camera lifted from me either, but do the math: Canon 40D with monster glass or Canon Rebel XTi with 18-55mm. Yeah, it’s pretty much a no brainer. (3) Now I can snap lovely, lovely photos of all those things I have been seeing while I’m out, driving about town, but couldn’t photograph previously because my 40D was safe at home. Of course, now that I have the car-camera I am almost certain that I will never again see a gorgeous sunset, fantastic falcon, leaping deer, paddling geese, or interesting signage while out and about in my car. It’s just the way my life works folks.