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We're going to start advertising this as a party feature. - IMG 0249
The culprit: a Tesla roadster. - IMG 0248
At one point we looked around and realized all the boys had vanished. - IMG 0246
showing off suspenders - IMG 0245
A number of folks gamely dressed up; Andrew's Alpine Tourist get-up was a particular favorite. - IMG 0244
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Oktoberfest! Laurel's pretzels go fast. Beer-braised brisket and Marin Sun Farms sausage also pictured. - 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.