Not much happens at 5pm...
or so I thought.
I was driving home on the autostrada and I had about
10 minutes to get home before it hit 5pm.
I had this photo concept in my head
earlier in the day and I really only had one shot to get it done.
I was prepared to pull off the autostrada just so that I could stop and take the photo.
Surprisingly, I actually made it to my front gate at 4:59
with just enough time for me to jump out of my car,
pull out my phone and snap a photo.
As it turns out, in my tiny remote piece of land in
all of Pordenone, turns into a friggin' circus the second it hits 5pm.
My car is idling in front of my gate,
perfectly positioned for blocking both roads to the left and right of my house.
Not a big deal because usually around this time
nothing happens. No one is around for miles.
Except today. I kid you not,
within the 120 seconds I was out of my car and
snapping this photo, THREE vehicles magically appear out of no where trying to
leave the estate. A teenager was on his bicycle and I almost
knocked him over when I turned around to get
back into my car. 5 dogs come hauling ass from
the field across my yard and then my cell phone started ringing.
I almost cried.
But in spite of all of that, I got the shot I wanted.
Here's to today's challenge: 5pm.