Today I was strolling through the Jardin Botanica (Botanical Gardens), enjoying the rain forest canopies and monkeys and taking pictures when all of a sudden .... my memory card crapped out!!! (Insert long string of profanity here.)
I balked in horror at the words "Memory Card Error" scrawled across the suddenly black screen of my camera, and almost had a nervous breakdown next to the makeshift Japanese Zen garden on the grounds. Well, first I broke down in tears at the thought of losing all the photos I've taken on this trip; I have over a week and half's worth of pictures stored on that stupid card. But after a good cry I regained my composure, and reminded myself that there still may be a chance I can recover my photos once I get to the states. (Ritz Camera, this one's for you.) I just have to wait and see, which is the most unnerving thing in the world. *Bangs head repeatedly against desk.* In the meantime I feverishly tore through downtown Ipanema afterward in a mad search for a new memory card, and after finding nada at two haphazard camera/stationery/kitchen utensil stores, I managed to find a generic memory card made by some company in California. Whew, at least from that manufacturing location I could gather that it'd be compatible. (Almost no one speaks English here, and my Portuguese is far from comprehensible, so "Made in the USA" spoke volumes to me.) It was $75 for 2gb (ouch), but Brazil is really not the place to shop around for a bargain -- you pretty much take what you can get. And so I took. All $75.
Then on my way back to our apartment, new memory card in tow, I realized that the possibility of losing 11 days worth of pictures isn't the end of the world. This revelation came after I witnessed one of the saddest scenarios in my life. I saw a homeless guy about my age sitting in on a curb, wearing only shorts, begging for money. He had no right arm at all, and had only a left arm up to his elbow. When he wasn't begging for food or money, he was eating pieces of chicken out of a tin on the ground next to him, like a dog. Many walked by without even noticing him. It broke my heart, and there's a lot of that poverty here, so it was a good reminder that my memory card issue is downright trivial in the grand scheme of things.
But that aside, fingers crossed I can recover my photos once I get back. Sigh.
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