When an old friend decides to get married, clocks tick differently. I'll be totally frank: I had an anxiety dream the night before. I was supposed to meet the couple outside the registry office on Schlesingerplatz but they were not there, so I ran up the flight of stairs fearing they might be meeting the registrar already, but as it goes in anxiety dreams my feet were heavy and dragging. Same on my way down, as I failed to see them upstairs. Unnerving, need I say? Ultimately, I made it despite the cement in my shoes and the bride looked just stunning and happy.
Fear not, none of the above happened except for the bride looking stunning and happy. So glad to have been there and capture some sweet moments!