Let me run wild in Mexico and I end up walking down the aisle to the alter! On a warm evening when the last sun rays were kissing palm trees on a horizon, I walked the red carped down to the water and a lovely canopy with it’s white chiffon flowing in the wind. It was incredibly romantic and everything I imaged the wedding would be: white sand, turquoise ocean, sunset, family and friends. Perfection! Except it wasn’t my wedding! I was slightly terrified, obviously I wasn’t the bride, but it was the ONLY way to get to my destination. Thankfully, the ceremony was over and bridal party were taking photos down the beach. An uncomfortable situation successfully averted, and I got to walk down the aisle (with no one waiting for me, but still!) On that night, a boy ran by me and posed in front of the camera for no apparent reason.
I’ll start with left overs of sunrise photos without an actual sun.
The workers were out VERY early
So were the joggers
From a different morning
A coconut washed up on the shore as sun was about to set.
Pelicans were out fishing
The whole sunset was taking place behind these palm trees.
Night time on the beach
It was a full moon.
