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I have so many stories, I once called myself the old camping fisherman, I had so much to say.

Posted by beach cruiser on January 18, 2023 at 14:32:52:
One of my shipmates had a polaroid camera, from the pinnacle of that tech, SX70 or something, the one that folded down flat and was very stylish. You can imagine how that went over in the public square, down by Peter the greats old winter palace, the fabulous Hermitage museum , drawing groups of interested people who had never seen or heard of such a thing, wherever he went , and made joyous when presented with a free instant picture .

The guy wished he had brought more film. He thought he had stocked enough for an extended sea voyage and the expected month or so in port touring around, but he ran out in a couple of days, because of all the pictures he gave away. Once you see some of the world , it normally makes one generous, as most sailors tend to be.

Not so happy were the two venders who would normally take your picture with an old fashioned 4 x5 bellows camera on a wooden tripod for five rubles, and then develop the picture for you to pick up at the same location next week.

I think the polaroid cost fifty cents a picture at the time, pretty cheap considering the effect each picture would create within that context.