I am walking through the small shops of Bern, Switzerland. It is currently the off-season for the NHL, and I usually visit my family during this period.

I can’t help but spot a young woman near a bookstore, trying to take a picture with i’m assuming her brother; yet people kept trying to photobomb them.

Typical.

I decide to walk on over, in hopes to help them.

”Hello, I noticed that you were trying to take a picture..I can take it for you, if you’d like.” I smile, my accent thick yet smooth as you let out a breath of relief.