Something-Or-Other Place in Richmond… I figured the best way to make sure I got to the Nikon repair place early in the morning was to sleep there. There was a security guard who was completely baffled by my desire to stay in their parking lot, but also couldn’t quite explain why it wasn’t allowed. I ended up parking out on the street so he didn’t have to struggle with it. It felt a little spooky in this empty, anonymous warehouse land, and I was happy to know the guard was keeping an eye on me.

The camera’s working again, but it’s a temporary fix; the real repairs will take about a month!!! I’ll have to take care of it later though; I just couldn’t be camera-less for that long.