camera suicide

i hitchhiked from whitianga to thames a few days ago, it was about 80km but took only 3 rides in total and made it fairly fast. it was nasty weather out. i met a kid at the hostel who was on his way out that day, but we got to talking and subsequently to drinking whiskey and further subsequently to getting up at 630am and hitchhiking on a sunday down to whangamata. my camera committed suicide somewhere in that process, it slightly works. very slightly. i might have to buy another one. whangamata is a pretty town on the coast. two people hitchhiking on a sunday usually would take a while, but we got picked up by a priest who tried to convince us to go to his sermon. we said no. we then got picked up by a maori pig hunter with scary prison tattoos. he was nice and drove us to town. the total distance was around 100km i imagine. sam, while hitchhiking previously, was picked up by a 70yearold woman and she invited him to stay at her house in whangamata for 5 days. we met up with her yesterday, halarious old woman. she showed me around and gave us a place to camp, which is a weird situation. we're staying at her friends house in the backyard without permission but its "okay". heather called her friend and left a message. so we drank whiskey last night in a random persons backyard that we've never met and ate curry rice made from my camp stove.