Full backstory: I went to the festivities in my city to try make some decent pictures, in an efficiënt way, in a chaotic environment as an excercise. It's a tradition that dozens of hot air balloons take off from the city's iconic marketplace. A visually interesting, but challenging scenario I thought. And I was right. The balloons were swinging all over the place, making it crucial to think about the shots, and time them perfectly.
After taking a few pictures (some better than others) I chose a spot right across city hall and waited for an interesting composition. Balloon after balloon took off, and suddenly I saw my chance. Unfortunately the balloon on the left kept swinging in front of the building. So I waited, hoping the view would clear before the right balloon left the frame. Then it did and I hit the shutter, adrenaline racing, knowing it was so easy to miss.
Happy about the day, I went home hours later. And only when I looked at the photos again I saw the father with the kid on his shoulders had turned around at just the right time. I really think the enchanted expression of the kid gives the picture another dimension. I'm so happy about this photo because at first I just felt proud about getting what I wanted through reasoning, and then I was surprised by a bit of luck, like a little gift from the universe for using my brain.