Then we walked some more, with me trying out my new camera (the same make and model as the old one).
I could have bought a much fancier camera. But why? I am an amateur. This way I can continue to pack my camera in my shorts; drop it in the dust; have it be submerged in rain; cram it in my day pack. In short, abuse it without feeling too much guilt.
There is a certain joyful cheesiness in a cheap camera. Real life isn't perfect. Neither am I. My photos reflect that...
By the way, some photos have been added to some earlier posts (from before the old camera died).