I climbed to the top of a hill yesterday telling a Greek taxi driver who spoke little English to "wait for me". He nodded. I thought he understood but as I took this shot at dusk I wondered whether or not he was going to be there when I climbed down. It was worth the shot and my loyal taxi driver was waiting for me leaning on his car in quiet solitude puffing on a cigarette as I bounded down. This is the venue of the wedding that I am photographing today just outside of Athens. It's a small fishing village and its gorgeous and I can't wait.