Yesterday, I managed to drag myself out of the apartment to buy bread at the bakery, a 10-minute walk from our building. It was about 5:30 pm, a pretty forgiving hour to venture out of the comforts of airconditioning, and the sun was starting to set. I passed by the mosque, its crescent breathtaking against the dying orange of the sun, and it was such a pretty sight that I had to stop, despite the humidity, to take a longer look.
Seeing the mosque framed by the sunset frustrated me to no end. The lack of photographs in this blog is attributed to the fact that we have no cameras. Okay, that’s not entirely true: we have two digital cameras, both of whose batteries are comatose. My camera resuscitates itself for about 8 minutes after a full battery recharge session; Julien’s camera is somewhere, moping, hooked onto an iron lung, wheezing, barely breathing.
Lately we are being seduced by the Canon EOS 400D, but then there’s the Nikon D40X. They’re pretty expensive, but well,they’re cameras . Which one is better, you think?
I don’t consider myself an expert when it comes to cameras (I’d be very happy to just have a Lomo – something very point and shoot). But the idea of a reflex camera is tempting. Or anything else, I suppose, that will allow us to capture the image of a mosque against the sunset.
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Kevin Drew
Spirit If…
