My plan was to get a photo of the silhouette of a boat that was slowly making its way toward me. As I was waiting for what seemed like forever for the sailboat to inch its way into the reflecting sun, a man who had been quietly sitting near me for an hour suddenly got up and started walking into the sea in front of me. Frantically I started clicking photos trying to catch the boat before he came into the shot. The sun was glaring in my eyes and I couldn’t quite see what I was taking a picture of, but the entire time I cussed him under my breath for ruining the shot that I had waited so long to take. When I got home and reviewed all of the photos, it was the one with the man in it that I liked the most! I laughed at myself for getting so stressed and took back all of the rude things I thought about the guy while I was hurriedly taking the pictures.