Oia, Santorini, Greece. 10:30am. 10 August 2009
It’s the summer of 2009, and I am on a stock photography holiday, sponsored by my new agency contracts and my relentless obsession to collect saleable imagery. Our accommodation is adequate, the sun is shining, and I have a dusty quad bike as my transport for the whole week. The hilarity starts when I video my wife Rachel as she drives it