Five years ago my exboyfriend Anders and I went on a trip through
western Europe. With a fresh high school diploma and no money we
started off from Bonn and drove all over Luxemburg, France and Spain
for almost four weeks, living behind the steering wheel and sleeping in
the trunk. In the picturesque town of Sète, located in southern France
close to the Spanish border, we spent a beautiful afternoon at the
beach. When we came back to the car, the lock was cracked and
everything we owned was absolutely gone. Dressed in what a non-
existant god gave us (plus a little bathing suite), we drove to the police
station and all of the sudden all the French I always thought I didn't
know helped me to propely describe all my former belongings. Which,
sadly, included my super gorgeous Pentax SLR camera. Of course, I
never got it back.
Two years later, in college, my dad bought me a super nice Panasonic
bridge camera for my birthday to kick off my talent again. In Hamburg
for an internship at Gruner + Jahr at the time, I opened an account at
bubbleshare.com to make little nice photostreams for the loved ones.
A year later, back in Berlin, one night, my computer made a super weird
noise and the screen went black. Three weeks later I could pick it up all
shiny and colourful again - but all my pictures were absolutely gone.
Ever since, I have learned what it means to back up content, but un-
fortunately, that never brought my pictures back again. A couple times
I even had to turn buyers down that saw the super tiny little thumbnails
that were saved via my internet craziness, but could not be printed due
to the lack of high resolution files.
Today I got a wonderful email from bubbleshare, which I hadn't ever
used again for at least two years. They are closing down the service but
giving you the opportunity to download all your pictures as the original,
high resolution versions. This gives me back around onethousand won-
derful pictures that were thought to be gone forever. Noone knows how
fucking happy I can be.
Amen.
