


The trip came to a sad end when Jason called me at work the day after we returned and asked me, "where did you put the camera?" to which I responded "it's in my carry-on bag, why?" Well, turns out it was not in my bag, or anywhere else. Apparently, I left it on the plane on our flight back. I was of course completely devestated. Not only do I love taking photos while on vacation, but I love to look back at the photos, create albums, play with the images, post them on my website.... *tear. Luckily, Audrey (my future sister-in-law) took lots of photos and sent me a CD of what she had. I'm not holding my breath that I'll get my camera back and have grieved my loss (literally, I cried for a day). But miracles happen, right?