I realised quickly that I did not want to be branded under the groups of people that buys expensive cameras only to shoot in fully auto mode. If I did not have the skill, I should at least have some style. Due to my shy-nature, the next best spot after beaches where no one goes were private gardens where I could take infinite time to prepare myself for the shot. I really appreciated the godly patience shown by the vibrantly coloured flowers and buzzing bees for my fumbling experiments where I excessively switched between Full Automatic/ Program/ Aperture-Priority/ Shutter-Priority/ Creative Auto exposure modes.
I recall quite vividly that the first things my photos suffered immensely from the focus (or the lack of) and that the camera seemed to have a mind of its own. To make things worse, I didn't know about the lens’ minimal focusing distance concept, which was conveniently mentioned in the pristine untouched manuals. Trial and error was hard work and didn't quite help when I had no idea what I was doing or why it wasn't behaving the way I was expecting. Luckily patience is one of my primary attributes so I did manage to get through the ordeal after much sweat and excessive muttering between each shot.
The first few outings with the new camera were particularly painful and I struggled excessively. It was not until much later when I learnt that the act of struggling is part of a learning process. Photography felt extremely wrong but right at the same time and I was mostly annoyed with myself for not doing the camera justice.