Tonight I had a great honor at the camera shop. I happened to be with my grandmother and one of my friends at one of the local malls tonight. We decided to eat at the Cheesecake Factory, but the wait was around 45 minutes. So we went shopping in the meantime. Right down that little branch of the mall happens to be a Wolf Camera. For those of you not familiar with Wolf, it is a generally consumerish shop...but it is convenient, for I dine and shop at that mall quite often and it is only about 1/4 of the distance that the local pro shop (my go-to for new equipment). It actually tends to have a good selection though the staff is rarely knowledgeable. Still, I go there all the time to oogle, and I usually walk out with something. This time I went in to grab, like the last few times, some adapter rings that I use in my Rodenstock X-ray Lens conversions. I also looked at some camera bags like the Lowepro Mini-Trekker, to complement my giant Tamrac CyberPack 8. After grabbing that stuff, I realized I had money, and they did have Nikon Capture- which I have wanted to buy since I got the D70 almost a year ago. So after clearing it with the central committee (my mother) I told the salesman to grab Capture. And then I saw it In the Display case...a Beautiful D2X. I said in my nicest most pleading voice, "I know I can't afford it, but could I hold the D2X for even two seconds?" The kind salesman said "sure thing, play around with it all you want" He took it out, turned it on, and placed it on the counter. My hands shook slightly until I held it securely in my hands. I don't think I've ever had such a happy moment in person. It was Big and heavy, but solid and my grip wasn't much different from my D70. I found that the little things excited me most. The rubber-coated command dials, larger finder, the apparently much quieter AF motor (using a non afs lens), the little focus direction arrows in the VF, controls, menus and the like. I tried out a vertical grip for the first time ever... and I liked it. I really like the whole layout- and the D200's follows my logical wishes from it. After adjusting a few settings (including enabling release w/o CF card), I clicked away. I assumed it was an AF-S lens on the camera...until I looked closer- it was the 28-200 G (Which was a lot smaller than I realized, though it may have just been a scale issue) and it was the screwdriver motor working! I had to put my ear up to the body right near the coupling to hear it. I hope the D200 is like that... I acclimatized myself to the layout as best I could...altered a few options and saw how they worked. I switched to continuous mode... and let rip a blazing 5 FPS burst of speed! The smile grew wider. The D200 is going to please me plenty. Then I thought...hrm...but i'm only getting started. Switched on HSC and let rip The sound of 8fps was enough to make my adrenaline flow like a war photographer's. My heart was pounding...my hands shook slightly. I recovered and decided to slow down with MLU mode. Saw how that worked. Then I switched back to single shot. It seemed to take an eternity...I began to miss the half-dozen clicks in the blink of an eye I had caused. I pressed the DOF preview button and realized how much quieter that was comapred to my D70 as well. After a bit more puttering around, I realized any more and they wouldn't be able to pry it from my cold dead hands. So reluctantly, I turned the camera off and said goodbye. I thanked them profusely, made my purchase and left. As I walked out, my thoughts were simply this: I think my D70 just failed the emotional adequacy test big time. and I think my next digital after the D200 will be a D2HS or an X. Thinking about my D70 is making me feel very weird. Even if it were with me tonight instead of at my father's, I would not touch it tonight. Maybe tomorrow...but not tonight. Well, enough of your time wasted....go take some pictures!