The Camera Saga

Decisions, decisions! Sometimes they're so hard!

Thursday night, Becky and the kids came to spend the weekend so we could drive 4 1/2 hours to Bozeman, Montana to test 2 pricey cameras Becky has been drooling over. Either way she was going to be spending tons of money, so it had to be the right decision! I left her in the camera shop while I went on a 5 hour shopping spree, while she took pictures, enlarged them for detail, and asked every question she could think of. When I came back to pick her up, I had a really cute knee-length brown tweed skirt with a kick-pleat and a great pair of brown earrings (that Becky later stole from me on our trip home!). My total for the day was just under $30. Becky's total was.....well, let's just say that it was a wee bit more!

I thought Bozeman was so cute, and it was such a pretty drive. On the way home, I told Becky, "You know, it's too bad I'll never be here again! Bozeman is really nice." Little did I know that I would see it again....really, really soon!


The next morning, I started to realize there was a problem when I got out of bed and saw Becky pacing the living room with hideously dark circles under her eyes (It was bad!). She'd been stressing all night about how she'd made the wrong decision. I tried to calm her down by saying, "Well, we can always drive back to Bozeman!" I was mostly kidding, of course, as any sane person would certainly know, but Becky jumped on it like a lifeline, and by 2:00 that afternoon, we were headed back to Bozeman, embarking on another 9 hour drive! Oh, well, that's what sisters are for, right? That's what Becky tells me, anyway!



We had a fun drive, and after we started to run out of things to say (which is completely amazing considering we are both talkers!) we sang in perfect harmony to Abba and some favorite disco hits! By the end of the 18 hours of driving, I was feeling a little hoarse, but we still belted out Dancing Queen in a way that would make those Swedes proud! Singing is my very favorite part about traveling. The acoustics are great in a minivan! I always make Del sing in the car with me, but he's not quite as good as Becky! He doesn't know all the words to the silly 80's hits, and he doesn't do a really good Queen falsetto. You should hear Becky's!



Well, now the long road trip is over and Becky is the proud owner of a new Nikon D700. Hopefully, she won't be back this Friday to make me exchange a lens or a neckstrap with her. My numb butt cheeks are still trying to recover from all of that driving. Still, it was fun spending 18 uninterrupted hours with my wacky sister!