It was, without a doubt, the most physically painful marriage that this wedding photographer did until today, not because it had cost me, quite the opposite, but because it was physically very hard to do.
Departure on the day before to the groom’s house, Celestino, in Pardilhó near Estarreja. On the way I began to fear for the next day when the rain began to burst, first slowly, the one that makes us nervous because even if the windscreen wiper does not need to be always on, if not, we start to get ultra-progressive myopia and we fail to see the road without almost realizing it. Then, strong and persistent, the man on the radio said that the next day would be what awaited us. Despite wet marriage blessed marriage, I doubt that the photographers who are in the next day in charge of writing with light those weddings did not find a great joke to that.
However, the next morning, very early, was revealed a nice light after rain, clean, luminous, and everything was of good augury to the wedding photographer for the rest of the day, as it happened at the house of the father of Celestino that was a great quality setting for what awaited us.
The problem is that the bride and all the rest of the day we’re still a few more good kilometers below from here, running on the freeway which is something that does not give me great satisfaction in driving. I prefer, by far, the slow but dynamic regular roads to the monotonic fast highways of the GPS lady.
Arriving at Leiria we were very well received by the bride’s family, Vanessa, where my right indicator clicking was awarded for the photos you can see down in the post.
The ceremony in the beautiful mother church of the Caranguejeira village and the party at Quinta dos Lagos with guests very happy and enjoying the party and, after all, the day was quick with Vanessa and Celestino.
On the way home, a few miles ahead, after all, it seemed like it did not cost the wedding photographer that much. Maybe because people say that if you like it it does not cost you? Maybe!…
