I’ll never complain again…

I’ve shot wedding days for 15 hours straight. I’ve captured one wedding in the middle of a hurricane. I’ve been sick while shooting. I’ve missed just about every Clemson football game. I’ve been sore from holding my camera during a 30 minute toast that I thought was only going to be a couple minutes and absentmindedly didn’t grab a tripod. I’ve driven 8 hours in a day on top of filming a wedding just to avoid paying for a hotel. I’ve skipped so many meals. I’ve missed family holiday gatherings. And I’ve almost been ignited by drunk sparkler wielders more times than I can count.

But nothing… nothing… compares to filming a wedding in Liberia. And I’ve done it twice…