I would have to argue that, when traveling, the one thing
you cannot leave home without is your camera. Toothbrushes and missing socks
can (for the most part) be found where you’re going or at least in the airport.
Your camera however, whether it’s a crappy little digital camera or a massive
state of the art DSLR, can’t be replaced. And the whole point of traveling is
making memories is it not? Obviously you don’t want to walk around with your
camera permanently attached to your face but sometimes there are moments that, if
you don’t capture them, you’ll miss forever.
When embarking on a journey such as mine (ours <3 really)
part of the fun is capturing not only each site but also how we change from the
first to the last. It’s going to take quite a long time to get from #1 to #936
(and lord knows there will be more added with each coming year).
At one point last summer, Matt mentioned that he’d love to
have a Polaroid camera. I of course freaked because as far as I knew Polaroid
had stopped making it’s film and the only way to find some was to scrounge
around on eBay (this was before I learned about the impossible project). No
me gusta. So I set about to find him an alternative.
I went to a quaint little photo blog that my friend directed me to and found this
little beauty:
