One of the most insane days of my life.
Here the story:
On the first days of the new year my editorial gave me the task - shoot the snowkiting competitions, which must've last for 4 days. 3 days of qualification and 1 for the final.
We've decided that I'll shoot only on the last day. So on that day I've wake up, saw that the temperature was like -30°C (-22°F) with the strong wind (even In Syberia it's kinda fckd up).
Anyway - "the work is the work", so I've go out, spent 1 hour waiting for the bus from the town, 1 hour in the bus and half an hour on foot with my knees in snow. And when I finally reached my destination, all I saw was THAT.
As it turned out, they've decided to end up competitions in three days, due the bad weather.
You can imagine my feelings.
Editorial didn't paid me for that, also.