Soon she was pretty much covered, and we began shooting what we could with the winds playing havoc with the impending rain clouds, obscuring the sun and making the light constantly questionable. Also, at this point there were tourists who finally were awake and mobile, though the loudest tribe were carrying open containers and obviously drunk. Thankfully no one walked within a hundred yards of us, only catching a glimpse as they rose high on a dune and stopped to look around. Some were polite and just stared while others let out a holler or pulled out their cell phones.
Of course, I knew to just ignore them and keep working, knowing time is always a factor in public. Kalani, fairly chill and openminded unless you get in her face, just gave that slight mischievous grimace of hers and said nothing at all.
Mark Velasquez
2016-01-17 19:03:27 +0000 UTCJodo
2016-01-17 18:54:48 +0000 UTC