European Portraits: No. 10

January 21st, 2008
Amsterdam, The Netherlands

Unknown

Standing in the middle of A'dam Square in Amsterdam, I had been waiting for half an hour for =gONZOm to show up, as he had told me he would just a couple of hours later.

I had set up camp in the middle of the square, found a dry spot on the wet ground to place my backpack, trying not to get blown away by the cold winds, deciding to give =gONZOm a chance to show up, since I had turned up an hour late to another meeting myself, and thought it would only be fair.

Half-sitting on my backpack, trying to keep warm, I suddenly saw something big, white and fluffy move across the square. As it got closer, I realized it was attached to a man - a man that I needed to take a photo of. He wasn't heading my way, so after a quick risk-examination, I decided to leave all my belongings in the middle of the square to chase after the man.

He was in a hurry, but fortunately he had just enough time to let me shoot three frames - this, the last one, being the only one in focus.

I thanked him, hurried back to my backpack, and did a small jump - partly because I knew I had gotten a good shot, and, of course, because I hadn't lost all my belongings on my first day of travelling.

Fifteen minutes later, =gONZOm showed up - and I thanked him for being late.