To celebrate our anniversary this year, we decided we would FINALLY give ourselves a new camera. Both of our ancient point-n-shoots were in various stages of crippling electronic senility, and we had been resorting to documenting significant portions of our life with our
smart dumbphone cameras and my iPad. (And yes, I fit riiiight in with the Asain tourist sterotype.) Oh, and on really special occasions, hauling around the decade-old clunky work camera that felt like a 5 pound stone hanging around your neck.
After hours of research, Chris finally settled on the Canon 6D. We decided this back in January and put away a little each month to be able to buy it in August in time for our anniversary. We made it just in time, but unfortunately the package wouldn't ship to our APO address so we had to wait for my parents to bring it. Total bummer!
Chris surprised me on our anniversary day, however, by borrowing the Canon 7D from work for the evening so we could still play around with it and learn the ropes. We took it out on a photowalk and switched off documenting bits of the islands surrounding Stavanger while Chris taught me how to use all the new fancy settings.
One day after the temple, we tagged along with some of the ward families for a quick evening at the beach. Somehow they convinced us “wimpy Americans” to jump into the nippy Baltic water. I'm still not quite sure how that happened….