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The moon and Venus set beside our dinner table, shakycam-style. - IMG_0218
Debbie and Bianca. - IMG_0217
Laurel and Bryan at our last Maui dinner at David Paul's island grill, a totally decent but kinda overpriced restaurant in Lahaina. - IMG_0214
Bryan catches up on world events and red wine, Leslie is framed in the mirror. - IMG_0213
Fences made of stacked volcanic rock ringed the...volcano. - IMG_0212
Round the bend, and suddenly it's lush again, British Isles style. - IMG_0211
Still a one-lane road. At least it was paved at this point. - IMG_0210
imagine: flowing lava - IMG_0208
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Haleakala, the volcano - IMG_0204
Another store patron. - IMG_0202
The shack and our trusty but huge rental car, dubbed "the toaster." - IMG_0201
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Leslie makes friends with a local resident. - IMG_0198
While some guys patch up the old shack with wood putty, Bryan sips his island lager. - IMG_0196
Bryan goes for beer. - IMG_0195
The travelers stop in a random store in the middle of the dirt road connecting the two sides of the island. - IMG_0194
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After crossing to the west side of the island, everything became suddenly arid. - IMG_0191
A view of the pool from above. Bryan wanted to climb the rock wall overlooking it. - IMG_0190
Leslie braves the boulders. - IMG_0188
Seven pools, formed by water coursing down lava flow paths. - IMG_0187
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