While driving to Strasbourg yesterday, we passed along this gas station in the middle of nowhere surrounded with the prettiest cherry blossoms (and not so pretty prostitutes, OOPS). I had a mini heart attack though when my camera said that it didn´t have a memory card in it. I looked (there was indeed a card inside), blew and shook the thing and nothing happened.
I thought it was broken (4 long years i´ve had this baby) but then my knight in his not- so shining armour repaired it in a matter of minutes.
While i have nothing against a canon 5d mark ii, i just can´t afford that now.
So thanks babe for saving my ass once again.