Cameras.
In the last three weeks (and actually, within the span of one week), I have managed to drop and break not one but two cameras. I am resigned to being clumsy most of the time, but this was extraordinary even for me.
First, I dropped our
Sony DSC-T100 on a cement floor in the Burton log cabin after a Sunday pancake breakfast. The damage was subtle at first, but it became clear that there was something funky in the focus and gyroscope: every time we moved the camera, it groaned and vibrated in an attempt to refocus. After filling out some support information, off the camera went to Sony!
Then, the following Friday, I dropped our beloved
Nikon D70 on cobblestones in Bruges. The UV filter blew out like bombed glass, the manual focus ring on the lens shattered, and I almost passed out in horror. The camera body may actually be fine, but the lens is almost certainly beyond repair. The Nikon is now being cleaned and inspected by Dodd; we must wait for their verdict.
Today
darlox spent hours on the phone wrestling with Sony's repair shop, who have escalated the extent of the damage to include not just the lens assembly but also the entire body (which, in our recall, was fine.) This in turn, escalated the repair estimates to the level of the ridiculous (75% of original purchase price.) In disgust,
darlox has refused the repairs and the camera is returning to us, still broken. We'll have to decide what to do next.
In the meantime, I clearly need to investigate accidental damage camera insurance.