My first meeting with Joel was in October 2005, at FNAC. He wanted a companion to visit southern Africa, I had everything to please her, small, economical, fast, powerful, it was love at first sight.
He then did visit many countries, South Africa, Namibia, Laos, Cambodia, Japan, Russia, Latvia, China, Patagonia and then finally round the world . I was still in his right pocket, available, happy to be helpful at all times in difficult conditions. Over time I gradually fouled fibers and dust have found the way to my bowels to the point that my vision was impaired. "No matter, as the memories are good" ...
Is this accident happened so stupid, Victoria Falls, a free fall of three feet on the concrete road. I saw myself from outside, his face against the floor, opened the box, the batteries in the puddle ... then I came back to life, a small scratch, nothing more.
Only two days later that I realized the obvious, I lost a part of my visual acquitted, the top right corner of my field of vision remains hopelessly vague. Added to this the many new spots and dust displaced by the fall. I felt increasingly weak.
My last photo dated April 7, 2008, was my photo 20890ieme, Zimbabwe. It's odd to finish his career where it started the two and half years earlier, in Southern Africa.
I'm blind now add as much good as dead for a camera, yet I still so beautiful memories in the memory. I will end my life alongside my ancestors, in a drawer before, one day, when nobody remembers me, made the grab with other antiquities.
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