I finally developed my role of Ektar film (thanks Kev) today, only to be immersed in a sort of fond nostalgia that I tend to feel when remembering unforgettable things, like being stranded by a squad of stray dogs and harassed by spiders as big as my fist 10, 418 km away from home. And, if you scroll down to the bottom of the post, you may or may not find an 8 megapixel travel film. It’s a surprise. Shh.
