Was I there for the photo, or for the adventure? We look at the photo as the goal, because it’s the thing we get to share. The adventure is our own, and it’s fleeting. And yet it’s the adventure I’ll remember, the morning’s promise of possibility even when I’d not lived up to my own photographic expectations. And I had to acknowledge that I was strolling empty streets in Rome, not sitting at my desk at home, with an espresso and a cornetto guaranteed before I arrived back at my hotel. And that’s still a good day.
A good reminder for us all, from a talented photographer (and a nice guy!).