He arrived safe… survived to a ship wreck in the middle of the ocean when someone on the boat screamed: ‘Run to the safe boats!! Children and ladies first…. oh! film cameras too!’.
When in Mexico clearing customs, he was forced to show a passport, but when he tried to explain he was travelling with a diplomatic passport (eventually lost in a wreckage), he was then arrested and put into jail until someone payed the bail:
- Hey! …I’m only a toy Camera!!! What´s the matter with you guys?
Behind the bars he met Leica…a strange lady camera coming from Germany but supposedly put into detention cus somehow, when she was claiming to be german, someone from migration assumed she had something to do with that thing called ‘War Crimes’…. Oh my God!!
And later he met Holga, a young camera coming from China who was placed behind the bars because someone in the border of México once read she was supposed to have a plastic lens, but this one had a lens made of glass…Holly shit!!
So here they are, three cameras from three different worlds, all of them sharing the same bath in a hot, stinky and dirty hangar in the middle hundreds of cactus and people wearing palm hats.
All of a sudden, a phone rings and our little friend is released. No one knows who did that phone call, our traveler friend only recalls he was placed in another box and next thing he knows is looking to a friendly face in a place with all facilities…
The man from the Mail told me:
- It’s ok, dude, just let him rest for a while…
I replied:
- Let him rest for a While?????
Now he´s getting drunk with my USD 45.00 Don Julio Reposado Tequila. But what can I do? That’s the way we all mexicans treat foreigners… Not to worry! Tomorrow morning will be a bright day for a hunting,
omar romeo,
Greetings from México, the land of one less tequila bottle.
