Back, alive
Back in Seattle.
It was an interesting year. Not as good as last year. There were too many good & unique things that happened last year (meeting saucygirl, my housemate Bluesy coming, my little brother coming, Rangering for the first time) that couldn't be expected to happen again. So it was a good year, but not earth shattering. I missed saucygirl quite a bit; there were several junctures where she really should have been next to me, and wasn't.
I have no photos from this year; my camera battery was dead when I packed it, so I put a new one in on the way. However, it never registered the film that was loaded, or something, so the one single roll I thought I was shooting was blank. Clearly I didn't take too many photos; next year I'll go 100% digital. The only great loss is not having on-site images of my Biking Man sculpture.
The art was good, but only really two pieces blew me away. I'd show pictures, but, uh, don't have any. As you google for Burning Man 2003 photos look for the Temple of Gravity and for the Chandelier.
Messengering was fun, but mostly an excuse to hang out with the people I already knew. Rangering was fun and different. There was no Kissing Booth this year.
I slid my bike in the dust on tuesday and landed hard on my right thumb. Had it splinted there and looked at today. It's probably just sprained. We'll see shortly.
Lots of other stuff went on, hung out with all of the friends, helped a young man going though a tough breakup, officially witnessed a wedding between two of my campmates, wore my magic coat and fun new boots, made friends, oogled hotties, smooched a few, ate well, drank almost enough water, got dusty and tan. Yeah, pretty much what you'd expect from Burning Man.
I stayed until tuesday afternoon this year; Most folks leave Sunday or Monday, which is the official end of the event. It was too sad watching everyone leave; I should have known that I wouldn't enjoy that aspect of it. Next year I'll come early if I want to be there longer.
I strongly suggest reading what sanguinity_ is writing; it's classic "had my doubts and then loved it" first time Burner stuff, coming from a fun but not-Pollyanna personality. It's way fun.
Today I'm just out of it. Turned the wrong way down a one way street, etc. Going for my last day into that place I used to work will be entertaining tomorrow, because it means so little to me at this point.
It was an interesting year. Not as good as last year. There were too many good & unique things that happened last year (meeting saucygirl, my housemate Bluesy coming, my little brother coming, Rangering for the first time) that couldn't be expected to happen again. So it was a good year, but not earth shattering. I missed saucygirl quite a bit; there were several junctures where she really should have been next to me, and wasn't.
I have no photos from this year; my camera battery was dead when I packed it, so I put a new one in on the way. However, it never registered the film that was loaded, or something, so the one single roll I thought I was shooting was blank. Clearly I didn't take too many photos; next year I'll go 100% digital. The only great loss is not having on-site images of my Biking Man sculpture.
The art was good, but only really two pieces blew me away. I'd show pictures, but, uh, don't have any. As you google for Burning Man 2003 photos look for the Temple of Gravity and for the Chandelier.
Messengering was fun, but mostly an excuse to hang out with the people I already knew. Rangering was fun and different. There was no Kissing Booth this year.
I slid my bike in the dust on tuesday and landed hard on my right thumb. Had it splinted there and looked at today. It's probably just sprained. We'll see shortly.
Lots of other stuff went on, hung out with all of the friends, helped a young man going though a tough breakup, officially witnessed a wedding between two of my campmates, wore my magic coat and fun new boots, made friends, oogled hotties, smooched a few, ate well, drank almost enough water, got dusty and tan. Yeah, pretty much what you'd expect from Burning Man.
I stayed until tuesday afternoon this year; Most folks leave Sunday or Monday, which is the official end of the event. It was too sad watching everyone leave; I should have known that I wouldn't enjoy that aspect of it. Next year I'll come early if I want to be there longer.
I strongly suggest reading what sanguinity_ is writing; it's classic "had my doubts and then loved it" first time Burner stuff, coming from a fun but not-Pollyanna personality. It's way fun.
Today I'm just out of it. Turned the wrong way down a one way street, etc. Going for my last day into that place I used to work will be entertaining tomorrow, because it means so little to me at this point.