MOVING TO SOUTH

The journey. That is something that belongs to the wedding photographer. To me, it is a right that I assume with pleasure, and my traveler side enjoys every time I need to travel to a wedding.

Out very early, sometime before the lazy sun open the eyes near the Tagus red bridge and wanting his direction pointing the bridge, wish never attended, but from someone who believe in unexpected things, today was accomplished. Riding the black tar down, because, for me, Algarve is placed down but always the same, and always different, if the time of the year or the wish of the sun, clouds or wind decide that. Going road away to Algarve is never a repeated sensation even if it is the same path going there. It is exactly like the weddings, almost the same but completely different as the people in place so provide. That was what Sónia and Tiago provided.

I will never forget the trip until Albufeira, neither the road to Ermida de S. Lourenço do Palmeiral with a ceremony with fake rings, because the real ones just runway to some idyllic beach, until finding happy fingers at the Club-Nau beach at Ferragudo, near Portimão was a beautiful light of the end of the day from that orange tired sun, just almost opening the bed for a good sleep. Perfect light to the wedding photographer use until the end. Really.

All the wedding day is a journey that must be very well tested, with pleasure, by the wedding photographer. From this one, thank you very much, Sónia and Tiago.