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The road to Hana was mostly this repeated series of narrow bridges that only one car at a time could fit over, so you had to constantly look ahead to see if it was possible for you to get through or if you had to yield or back up for oncoming traffic. - IMG_0218
Debbie and Bianca. - IMG_0187
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Leslie and Bryan, the self-pictures continue. - IMG_0213
Fences made of stacked volcanic rock ringed the...volcano. - IMG_0211
Still a one-lane road. At least it was paved at this point. - IMG_0089
The crew sets up to view the sunset. - IMG_0127
Laurel in mid hula. - IMG_0114
Leslie: it's motherfucking mimosa time. - IMG_0208
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The banquet table is set! - IMG_0107
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Lanai. - IMG_0141
Leslie and Bryan with invisible but beautiful I swear ocean vista behind them. - IMG_0128
And Bryan, looking... well, yeah. - IMG_0129
Bianca scored a $40 ukulele which she was astoundingly good at. Uke karaoke all night long! - IMG_0207
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Haleakala, the volcano - IMG_0088
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Debbie doesn't want to tell you what she made that cocktail out of. - IMG_0137
For their last day on Maui, Leslie and Bryan decide to drive around the whole damned thing, starting up the famous "road to Hana." - IMG_0188
Seven pools, formed by water coursing down lava flow paths. - IMG_0124
Bianca, in luau garb. - IMG_0126
Leslie, ready to go. - IMG_0212
Round the bend, and suddenly it's lush again, British Isles style. - IMG_0142
Squint and you can imagine it. - IMG_0210
imagine: flowing lava - IMG_0130