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View from the window of the hotel in Casablanca where the airline put us up for the 12-hour layover. - IMG 0453
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McDonalds, of course - IMG_0455.jpg
Leslie samples the port. - IMG 0450
V-day decorations - IMG_0470
dessert: chocolate mousse and bishops (hot port with roasted orange) - IMG_1599
At Bryan's grandparents', a whole wall of family! - IMG 2028
You know, why not? Shame we didn't get a shot with the veil. - IMG_0307
sheep-sales - IMG_0456.jpg
shallots, garlic, butter - IMG 2026
The next day, she can no longer avoid the bridal gowns... - IMG_0461.jpg
Leslie stirs the orzo - IMG_0468.jpg
finished product--god, we do love food - IMG_3199
Amy, Delia, and Leslie - IMG_0460.jpg
orzo, yellow with saffron - IMG_1632
While it was never, evidently, a firehouse, it was a brothel. Good times! - IMG_4723
The sun begins to set. - IMG_1610
Bryan marvels at the garlic size. - IMG_1619
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We meet the colorful regulars at the Firehouse, a common 5:00 stop for locals. Here, Mason Jar the dog distains the offered water and eyes the Corona. - caulker street
representative street shot - IMG_1631
Bryan & Leslie at the Firehouse - IMG_3192
We finally complete the fabric-shopping stage of the wedding dress. Yes, it will have fringe. (!) - IMG_0318
public bus - IMG_5897
Leslie in the car, getting sunburned on one side of her face (Clare's) - IMG_1617
At the Experience Music Project, a two-story tower of famous (and filler) guitars - IMG_1626
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space needle - IMG_4652
Wait, what just happened? - IMG_1620