Over this past summer, I drove around in a van with my lovely Dougie J and we had a great holiday - whenever we found somewhere nice we could just stop and chill out, cook some food, have a sleep WITH NO SET-UP! We got to go to both the Big Day Out where we were witness to the Arcade Fire (Oh be still my beating heart), and Camp A Low Hum which was one of the most debauched experiences of my life. We had the stereo in Maggie the van cranking the whole time ad at the end of four days parked up, she started first time.
Our van's a wee cracker.
Anywho, the only patch of mouldy grime on this otherwise marvelous holiday was having my camera bag stolen from out the back of our van by some lowlife in Auckland. Right at the beginning of our holiday. It still had all my christmas photos on it, the telephoto lens was in the bag, and the bag was actually a gorgeous retro tan leather case with plush velvet interior that mum's partner had given me, and I'll tell ya, I'm not gonna come across another one of them in a hurry. At least one I can afford.
Luckily, I have insurance and yesterday I finally got my mitts on a brand new Canon EOS 400d (I used to have the 350d) and have been snapping photos of my housemates ever since. Muahaha!
I'll try and post some photos tomorrow. Or something. Whee!
