Today, for the first time ever, yours truly got his camera stolen.
The camera, and 800 pics, gone.
Included were three priceless photos of Polish sisters at the WYD.
It was at a restaurant. I think it was a waiter. With our translator, I complained to the management. The small room was full of pilgrims. I doubt a pilgrim stole it. I think I know which waiter it might have been. Our hands were tied.
God has a plan.
My camera does not leave my side. I take every precaution. I had it on the table at my side.
I am a poor man and am here for free as a tour guide with a group. Even our meals are free as registered pilgrims.
If anybody wants to give 500 euro for a new camera I will love you forever.
The Lord has a plan. And part of it is our own sanctification. Pain, suffering and let down is essential.