Long lost treasure.
Five years ago my exboyfriend Anders and I went on a trip through western Europe. With fresh high school diplomas and no money in our pockets 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 nonexistant 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 properly 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 unfortunately, 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 files. This gives me back around onethousand wonderful pictures that were thought to be gone forever. Noone knows how fucking happy I can be.
Amen.
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 nonexistant 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 properly 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 unfortunately, 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 files. This gives me back around onethousand wonderful pictures that were thought to be gone forever. Noone knows how fucking happy I can be.
Amen.
careaux - Fri Aug 14, 15:26