I’ve never woken up early to photograph a sunrise, never mind waking up at 2:30am and driving three hours up an unlit mountain road with sheer drops and white-knuckle switchbacks to the top of a volcano. I’m lucky that @magck put up with my driving and the freezing cold temperatures to watch one of the most beautiful sunrises I’ve ever seen. These photos don’t do it justice, it was way better.
When pigs fly.
That moment when past, present, and future Marce converge and the vacation ends.