Last fall a friend in Haiti asked me to photograph his wedding in February, of course I said yes. I had no idea what to expect but I knew I was going to be a part of something very special. For the next few months I thought about the wedding, wondering what it was going to be like. I arrived in Ridoré the day before the wedding with my cameras ready. I’m not really sure what I expected but I didn’t expect to see the Bride and Groom dressed in formal wear, with bride’s maids, a ring bearer and flower girls but they were all there and it was beautiful. The groom and both families probably saved for a very long time for this day. The service was long with a lot of singing and dancing and honoring the couple with prayers for a long healthy, happy life together. Then we were off to the reception at the home of the groom’s parents, in an area called Boursiquot. I could say we walked but it was more of a hike, a very long hike. Along the way we passed a group of women doing their laundry at the water source and everyone stopped what they were doing to watched the young couple pass — it was a special time. The trail was rocky and narrow but everyone walked together talking and laughing, even the ladies in their high-heeled shoes; everyone was dressed in their best for this special occasion. I was the only one who seemed to notice how far it.