When we tried to visit Braga's Baroque cathedral, we were asked to wait a moment – a wedding was just ending and another was about to begin soon after. It was a September Sunday in Portugal, and matrimony was that day’s biggest attraction. We were told we could have fifteen minutes to look around the old church between weddings. Meanwhile the street outside the cathedral was jammed with well-wishers clutching handfuls of rice and flower petals. Suddenly the bride and groom materialized before me – I had an unobstructed shot, better in fact than the official wedding photographer, who had somehow gotten himself and his strobes and multiple cameras all tangled up in the crowd behind me. But what good is a picture of just another smiling bride and groom, I thought to myself? And then it happened – the groom spontaneously lifted the bride’s veil just as they reached me, and incongruously placed it over his own head as well. I caught both them of grinning at their first joke as a married couple, and even captured the blur of his left hand as he was whipping it back down to his side. I used my spot meter to focus and expose on the bride’s white gown, darkening the background to make the couple pop out of the frame in natural light with startling clarity. This shot made the required tour of the Cathedral superfluous. I had made my best shot right out there on the street – where somehow the best photographs usually get made.