Mei slips her Mona Lisa smile over her shoulder, in the lobby at Turtle Bay.
I aint never stayed at one of them fancy-folk resorts before. But it was nice after all the wedding schlepping to not have to worry about any details like where to grab a bite to eat for a couple of days afterward. We passed the time meandering along the beach, checking out tide pools . . . this photo I like because not only does it feature my wife’s smiling face, but also because of the interesting lines and angles from the windows in the lobby.
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Working with John to split the wedding cakes for our getaway, with a limited selection of tools.
By early afternoon our wedding day was already a long day. In fact, it was the next day, if you timestamp your photos UTC, as I do.
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Danny walks with the Chaplain into the wedding ceremony.
There are of course way better photos of our wedding day, but this one was taken with my camera, by my Uncle John, who even as a groomsman can not resist the urge to snap some photos.
Also, I don’t have to persuade the wife to post any photos of her that are less than perfect to her eye.
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Uncle John made toast and eggs, which Jessica is enjoying on the patio of our rented Waikiki condo.
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I like that this shot came out with the tree siding down between them. Sort of a yin-yang thing.
Trivia: my camera operates on UTC, and my computer interprets that as PDT, its just not worth it to figure out what day my photos were taken in Hawaii.
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Dad gives a thumbs up from the driver's seat of a VW bus I rented on Oahu.
Some of my fondest memories of my Dad involve long expeditions in a VW bus. I rented a VW camper bus for a few days on Oahu, and had him pose. Given Dad’s health challenges these past years, to see him make it to Hawaii for the wedding and to enjoy the scenery in an old Volkswagen . . . that’s a good time.
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I pressed Uncle John into service as a groomsman. Here we are at the fitting room of the Nordstroms at Ala Moana, after he arrived from camping in the California desert.
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Door to the Marriage License Office, in Honoulu, HI
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I spy, with my little $5 garage-sale binoculars, a little kitty, sleeping on the armchair across the room!
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The white flowers melt their petals on the ground, like someone dropped their ice cream.
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The Altamont Commuter Express pushes back to the East Bay in the evening.
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It is like carpooling, only healthier.
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