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...right as the sun was setting!
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Pulling away from the dock...
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...gone. (Can you see the sunset from the Southside?) Afterwards, I watch Matt's band for the first time, but it was pitch dark by then and all the pics I took on my tiny camera didn't come out very goood).
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...going...
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Going...
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The sun went below the horizon right at the beginning of their second-to-last song, and the sky turned all sorts of beautiful colors.
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Back in their original hey-day, Lifetime was (in)famous for playing sets that were only 15-minutes long. This time around, they had a whole new record of material and played for almost a half-hour!
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Farewell, sweet, sweet Jamaica.
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Sunset. (Despite all the sunsets I watched out there, I never once got to see the "green flash" that apparently sometimes happens on the west coast.)
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Turns out it looked like THIS!
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I took this picture of me because Leigh was laughing at my hair and I wanted to see what it looked like.
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We got there just in time...
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Sunset drive home.
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Prettier! After Grant gave up on trying to catch a peacock (we were actually rooting for him - we figured if he actually did manage to catch one, we'd be able to get some great shots of him getting the living shit pecked out of him), we hopped in the car and drove westward back to Rethymnon.
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The nearby village at dusk.
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...yet another photo-sesh in which Fatty tried to capture the perfect JDate photo. Here's the Hasselhoff
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The beginning of sunset.
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Sunset on the strip. We ended up grabbing gyro sandwiches at some tiny, outdoor snack shop right down the street from our place. Our cute waitress, Ludmilla, was Kazakhstani and when she found out we were from New York City, started telling us about how she lived in the New York City area for 18 months as an au pair but after getting transferred to like 5 or 6 different households, her visa application was denied and she had to go back to Kazakhstan.

We asked her to elaborate and she launched into all these totally crazy stories about husbands falling in love with her, kids lying about her beating them, etc. Seriously, if you can think of any bad thing that a nanny can do, she was pretty much accused of doing it. At first we were sympathetic, but by after the 4th or 5th story (each that was delivered as she made visits to our table checking up on us) we decided that there was no way so much bad luck could befall one person in such a short period of time, quickly paid our check and got the hell away from (the girl we'd since nicknamed) "The Babyshaker" as quickly as we could.
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See you next year!
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Parting is such sweet, sweet sorrow.