I can blame no one except myself for the failed juggling act which took place on a street in Copenhagen. My little pride and joy, of course, landed right on its sad little zoom. I enjoyed the Nikon S9900 during the measly single year I had it. I've not even bothered to bring the corpse to a repair shop as I don't want to spend $100 bucks for them to tell me it'd cost $200 to fix it. I humour myself by the thought I got a good deal on it. As well, I feel as though I learned a few important lessons by owning it.
First, I discovered I really like the Coolpix series of Nikon cameras. Also, I now know a GPS feature is an absolute must, but built-in WiFi a lot less so. Lastly and most importantly, I initially prided myself on my dead camera's demure size but 30X zoom. I felt a larger camera would've seemed like overkill. I've always laughed at guys who own a DSLR but leave it at home because of the inconvenience of carrying it around. However, since the accident, it's dawned on me that my former camera probably would not have ended up on the sidewalk had it been slung around my neck on a big strapping ... strap. I still want to avoid a DSLR just for the fact I'd require multiple lenses. Yet, perhaps a bit of bulk is okay. After all, I am a fairly hefty, butch guy.
Now, I so I'm drooling over the web reviews of a Nikon Coolpix P900! I can no longer live with just a smartphone as camera. I have a rather severe case of zoom envy, you see. This beauty would cure that.
