Didn't sleep well thinking about the fuckin' broken camera.
Up @ 06:15, moved back down to the bedroom, until the laughing of the boys next door, ended it @ 09:00.
Checked the camera manual. It read with that error message "See Authorized Nikon Dealer".
Used my tablet to find the names and addresses of a few.
Then called my buddy, Alvaro.
He knew what to do!
Got dressed, went out and flagged a cab.
Called Alvaro again, and handed the phone to the driver.
He gave him directions and we roared downtown.
The dude told me to get out, and wait, as he parked the cab in a multi-level lot.
The 1st place we went to wanted 3 days to fix it. I said maybe?
The 2nd place? The man immediately states in perfect Ingles "Shutter Motor". I ask him en Espaniol "How long". He looks at his watch and says "A la tres". Wow! 3 p.m. How much? 120,000 COP he states, or roughly $ 50 USD.
Then the man removes, the battery, SD card, and records both the lens and camera S/N's. Writes me a receipt and we're off.
I pay the taxi dude 50K while getting his name "Francisco" and his cell number.
Told him I would call exactly at 2:30 and for him to meet me at the intersection of my street and Calle 10.
I then take a little nap before going grocery shopping.
Left, @ 2:32 and the taxi man was goddamn' waiting. We race D/T again, he parks, we go to the camera place. I insert all the stuff, turn it ON, and it's FUCKIN' working again. Hooray! Pay the man, kiss his daughter on both cheeks, and while waiting for my cab man, I take these street shots you see below.
I don't go downtown enough. Or at least I don't spend enough Quality time there.
I paid "Francisco" what I did in the a.m. plus a Big tip.
Then I phoned Isabel (the busty blonde at New Life)to come over for a 10:00 p.m. date after first asking what she wanted (200K + transport).
Dr. J.