I did not mention it before, but the weekend wedding.... or as I will forever call it, "The Most Amazing Wedding Ever", was 700 miles away. I could have flown, but much prefer a road trip. It will kill me not to jump right to the end, where the bride and groom live happily ever after. But, for today at least I will start at the beginning of my photo taking, Ohio. Early morning... lots of fog. At this point (where my road trip partner takes over) I have been driving since 3:30a.m., because carefully constructed road trips call for you to do silly things, like leave a perfectly warm bed in the middle of the night.