I was sweating my way across Puerta del Sol with a camera in my hand. I could not find anyone special enough—or typical enough—to photograph and share here. Then I suddenly came across this adorable girl riding on her father's shoulders as they explored the city. She was holding a camera larger than mine, steadier than a war photographer and without even a strap. I photographed her, she photographed me, and we carried on our separate ways.
UPDATE: we managed to find the young photographer. Her name is Marta. We also have the photo she was taking at that exact moment :)