This is a thoroughly inadequate attempt to convey some of what Burning Man is like. You really have to experience it for yourself, but the best summary I know of is this: Burning Man is fucking intense.
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Pitstop in Hays, KS
I think you’re supposed to play dead.
Not too clear, but you get the idea.
Me, um, driving, apparently
Steering technique? A Yuri joint.
Oops
Magnificent Desolation
The Salt Flats
Reception seems unlikely.
Timer FTW
Pyramid Lake
Yuri, getting excited
Almost there!
Waiting for entry
Finally on the playa
Most of the things you see will be juxtaposed against incredible natural beauty.
Sizzle and her flamethrower
11:11 art car
The Retro Rocket
The utter lack of safety equipment is just awesome.
Ranger Post Berlin
The path to the Man
Fallopian Moth
Breakfast
Wonderful nutrition overall
Art car hijinks
Giant robot spider!
Properly licensed, of course
So much penis
Neat idea
Center Camp
Not really all that naked, by BM standards
DFT enthusiasm
Darwin Fish Tank (and Dave)
Barbie Death Village
What a sweet tattoo.
Temple at sunset
Temple at sunset
Art cars are EVERYWHERE.
The sun sets on the playa
Kite farm
I don’t actually know if this was burned, but I like to think so.
Most fun I’ve ever had with my pants on
Some art is pretty funny.
TMA-3
I did NOT make it out far enough to see if they included Pluto.
Putt-putt in the middle of nowhere
Really sweet bike
Sunset: time to head to Martini Village
Skinny Kitty
Yuri at the Skinny Kitty
Porta-potty prize patrol
The generator WAS running.
Public transit
Two men go into Thunderdome. One man comes out. Then a little later the second comes out.
Terminal City
Nothing like a dust storm to put you in the mood to hula.
Not even as safe as it looks
So dusty
Dan and Dave
Fire spinners
The only thing there’s more of than spinning, is fire.
I miss those crazy bastards.