When we arrived on Rapa Nui for our Honeymoon, the owner of our cabin met us at the airport and drove us out to her property. Along the way, she took us on a tour of the only village on the island, Hanga Roa. We passed the two banks, a few restaurants, and an area she called “the Sunset Spot.” At the time I thought, “Well, probably ONE sunset spot, not THE sunset spot…”
Every night at sunset, folks gathered at this one spot, Ahu Tahai, to watch the sunset — and after one visit, it was easy to see why. We made it there almost every single night to watch.
Day 1: A closeup view of the Sunset Spot’s Moai. (You can’t get much closer than this as it’s forbidden to ascend the ahu.)
On the wall around Graceland, during my birthday trip there in 2011 with Jonathan, Alissa, and Kate. (After this picture was taken, I can clearly remember Kate saying, “Was the hand thing really necessary?” Yes. Always.)
On the grass near the port in Galway, on one bright, sunny Irish morning. (So green.)
I got inspired to take a look back at my year in pictures. 2012 was a crazy year.
January: Jonathan and I traveled to Florida for a friend’s wedding in West Palm Beach. While in-state, we also celebrated his birthday, met up with his parents at Harry Potter World, took a boat tour of John Pennekamp Coral Reef State Park in Key Largo, visited the Kennedy Space Center, and took a bike tour of Shark Valley in Everglades National Park. We were .thisclose. to alligators.