(I considered going with "A Tale of Two Coches," as that lines up more accurately with the intended homage, but looking at it typed out doesn't quite translate.)
We took two cars to Florida; I spent the entire trip in the van, as Jeff, Jon and I were the only ones insured on the van. The rest of the folks (plus Jon) all had a turn driving BK's car. On the way down, we ended up sticking closer together, thus providing me with photo opportunities like the picture above.
This was the closest I came to the other car during the trip. Outside of the occasional text message and a stop at a Waffle House, this was my interaction.
On a strictly photographic level, I love those happy accidents that occur when composing a shot. As I've said, I shoot away. Sometimes, the pictures just happen. That I somehow got this shot, where you can clearly see, from left to right, Amanda, BK, Jon, and Jeff, that amazes me. The front seat of the other car, positioned perfectly between Amanda's forearm and the nape of Jeff's neck...a lucky shot, I must say.
Also, Amanda may or may not be taunting the other car at this exact moment.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
A Tale of Two Cars
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