On my recent journey, one of my most prized posessions was distroyed. Delta Airlines smashed my camera. So far I've had little satisfaction on the issue. They almost seem to be intentionally not responding. Usually when I fly from Kansas City to New York, it's a fairly decent-sized plane. This time it was a regional jet and I had to gate check my roller bag with all of my most valuable and fragile things in it (thus why it's my carry on).
I've never had trouble gate checking bags if necessary for small planes. This time, however, when I got to New York and unwrapped my camera from all the things I'd put around it to protect it (a day later), I discovered my camera in a million little peices. It wasn't just cracked - it was demolished!
What is amazing to me is that the bag its self was undamaged. My CPAP mask, made of easily breakable plastic, was undamaged. It was as if someone had taken the camera out and broken it, then stuffed it back in. Very strange. I'm very unhappy with Delta. They seem to think that because it wasn't a checked bag, they have no responsibility. I argue that the minute they required me to gate check the bag, they took responsibility.
Grrrrr.......
While in Boston, I bought a new camera. It was a purchase I would have rather put off for better financial times, but I take photos all the time for work as well as play. In Boston I could consult the expertise of Frankie the Cat, and I didn't have the extra cab fare to go and try out different cameras.
These are photos of downtown Overland Park I took yesterday while playing with the camera trying to learn what all the buttons do.
This is Santa Fe - so named because the main street of Overland Park was part of the Santa Fe trail West. Overland Park was once a town separate from the city, but now the city has grown up around it. Yet, when you walk around the downtown section of Old Overland Park, you feel like you're in a small Kansas town.
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