The tenth anniversary of K's thirtieth was a trip to Maui. I took a backpack of camera gear, a shirt and some shorts, she took her closet. Nah, not that bad. She does admit to not wearing half of what was packed. We stayed up in Kula, 3,000' up, another 7,000' to the summit of Haleakala, twenty minutes to the beach.
Water, sand, clouds, rain, stars, sushi, tourism, sake, fish, new friends and lots of love.