I graduated college in June of 2013, and my mother wanted to help me move to where I would eventually make my new home: California, or as I like to call it, the Golden State (though I don’t think that one will catch on). We set out from Chicago by minivan, traveling in more of a hemisphere than a straight line through America’s southwest, resting our heads in motels at night, posted up in the intermediary states en route. I was equipped with a digital camera I slung over my shoulder as if it were a pioneer’s rifle, and when we stopped at characteristic capitals or tourist meccas, I hunted for subjects for my photographs.
When I arrived in Los Angeles (a tiny, missable city in California), I posted my hundreds of photos to Facebook, where my sister, father, friends (I do have at least four of those), and even my grandpapa could see them, and marvel. And maybe even embroider onto their desktop wallpaper. But to this day, my mother emphatically refuses to subscribe to Facebook, and she wouldn’t fly back home and leave me in peace until I promised her I’d get her hardcopies of each and every one of those pictures.
That’s a lot of cash. Nevertheless, I was determined to fulfill my mother’s request, but at a fraction of the cost. She even permitted me to make her a photo album, but that entails getting the photos printed and then collating them in a book – which requires even more money and more time. But I love my mother, and I wasn’t about to let her down. It was decided: I was to get her this photo album for Christmas.
Three weeks before that fateful day, I started researching my options. I could print the photos at a Kinkos for a buck apiece, or I could have them professionally anthologized for pennies on the dollar. I chose the latter. I first looked at Snapfish.com because I enjoy eating both snap peas and craw fish, and thought the company would be just as deliciously rewarding in its offerings. It was.
Apart from their gastronomic attractiveness, Snapfish was also offering a coupon code for 55% off. So I jumped on that.
After I opened a free account, I started uploading my photos in bulk into an album on Snapfish.
Then, I selected an 8x8 “Photo Book” as my medium of choice.
I selected “Add All” to haul all my pictures over into the book (ok, maybe I didn’t have hundreds).
I chose the make of the spine, and the colors of the book. Then I got to customize the pictures on the front and back covers, like so.
I took one last look at the book in “Review”...
And signed off on it by clicking “Add to Cart.” At checkout, I made sure to use that Snapfish coupon code I found earlier, so I could still afford the flight back home for the holidays. The Snapfish coupon code I used saved me 55%, which is a lot better than the 0% savings I would have gotten without using one.
I’m now waiting until Christmas to give my mom the book (and hopefully she’ll finally shut up about it). The moral of the story is, if you’re going to take a road trip with your digitally-ignorant (but still supportive and loving) mother, prepare to use Snapfish – and a snapfish coupon code – to memorialize the time spent with her. It’s really not that bad...really.