Family Reuion Season
We try to accomodate our girls as much as possible. And the ones we've been shooting lately have asked for weekend shoots to accomodate their work and school schedules. This is no problem for us and in some ways we kinda like it as well as it lets us go for suites in nice business oriented hotels which are either unavailable or way overpriced during the week.
So last weekend we booked both friday and saturday night in an upscale hotel here locally and had shoots lined up. Well, we get there and first off we start feeling very very caucasian. But we also notice that there are kids every freaking where. As we get inside there's a sign that says "Welcome Dyer Family Reunion".
Now this is a family that has really gotten caught up in a bible verse about "be fruitful and multiply" because there are hundreds of them, everywhere. We also notice after waiting 10 minutes for an elevator that only 2 of the 3 elevators in the building are working. When the elevator finally arrives, 40 people pile out of it and grandpa who is at the front of the line lets the door close before any of us can get in. Off the elevator goes back upstairs.
When number 2 arrives, I make sure I position myself to get my arm thru the door before that happens again. I succeed, barely, but once inside I see why the other elevator is broken. The kids are bouncing up and down and generally losing their mind, and they press every freaking button. And wouldn't you know it, our membership in the hotels frequent visitor club has earned us a cozy suite on the very top floor on the back corner.
It gets worse. This hotel has a huge open atrium that is very cool, goes all the way to top. And this makes the kids wanna romp on our floor and peek over into the atrium and yell like banshees. All of this made for a less than optimum shooting experience. And we had two days of it back to back.
Now imagine our surprise THIS weekend when we go to a totally different hotel, again looking forward to our cushy suite and we walk in and see "Welcome Wilson Family Reunion". Oh no! And sure enough, the lobby is filled with screaming kids and only one elevator is working.
If we gotta put up with that, they should at least share the BBQ.
So last weekend we booked both friday and saturday night in an upscale hotel here locally and had shoots lined up. Well, we get there and first off we start feeling very very caucasian. But we also notice that there are kids every freaking where. As we get inside there's a sign that says "Welcome Dyer Family Reunion".
Now this is a family that has really gotten caught up in a bible verse about "be fruitful and multiply" because there are hundreds of them, everywhere. We also notice after waiting 10 minutes for an elevator that only 2 of the 3 elevators in the building are working. When the elevator finally arrives, 40 people pile out of it and grandpa who is at the front of the line lets the door close before any of us can get in. Off the elevator goes back upstairs.
When number 2 arrives, I make sure I position myself to get my arm thru the door before that happens again. I succeed, barely, but once inside I see why the other elevator is broken. The kids are bouncing up and down and generally losing their mind, and they press every freaking button. And wouldn't you know it, our membership in the hotels frequent visitor club has earned us a cozy suite on the very top floor on the back corner.
It gets worse. This hotel has a huge open atrium that is very cool, goes all the way to top. And this makes the kids wanna romp on our floor and peek over into the atrium and yell like banshees. All of this made for a less than optimum shooting experience. And we had two days of it back to back.
Now imagine our surprise THIS weekend when we go to a totally different hotel, again looking forward to our cushy suite and we walk in and see "Welcome Wilson Family Reunion". Oh no! And sure enough, the lobby is filled with screaming kids and only one elevator is working.
If we gotta put up with that, they should at least share the BBQ.
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