One of those wasted evenings
The main candle festival procession was scheduled for Sunday morning; but there was something planned for the Saturday evening so we decided to check it out.
Had to leave early in order to find somewhere to park, then a long walk; but eventually we were jammed against a barrier opposite the VIP stand. It was going to be one hour wait, and then we discovered that it would be a two hour wait. Then it was delayed by a further 30 minutes; by which time my legs and back were aching and I was feeling pretty pissed off and wishing I was somewhere else. Then it started to rain.
Up with the umbrella and we took it in turns to hold it while the other took photos. I might as well not have bothered with the photo bit. The GF1 has an on-board flash, OK for close-up shots but no good for longer distances. She who must be obeyed has an external flash for her Olympus; but the best I could do was strap on the monster flash from my Canon. Plenty of power, but no communication with the camera; so everything had to be set manually and the usual result was disaster. One shot that I really liked, even though it was the result of substantial under-exposure.
Other than that, almost nothing of note.
One hour of dancing in the drizzle with the occasional passing candle, and then it was over. Soggy walk back to the truck and then a fight back through the traffic to our room where a hot shower and a cold beer were required; followed by a mass delete of most of the photos.
Note to self: need flash for GF1.
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