Tonight we looked at the promotional DVD that we got from the hot air balloon people. It pretty much showed the usual aspects of the usual ride. In some ways it was good to see it, and in some ways, it was really sad, because I saw the things that I photographed, and how I photographed them.
There are many people in the world who have had their cameras stolen, and along with them, their photos, their precious memories, their ways of seeing life, an experience, an event, the world, etc.
Perhaps there is a special torture place for those who steal people's film and memory cards.
Going without my SLR this long is way harder than I thought it would be.