Experience:

Traveling across the country in a hurry? Not as fun as expected. Matt and I spent 16 hours in a cramped car, for four days in a row. Matt was under a giant black cloud most of the trip - his relationship with Chris, fell apart days before the Burn. Never have I seen him so desolate and frustrated... As I drove. And he sat in the passenger seat, upset, leaving desperate voicemails on Chris's phone...

There was no time to stop and visit all the people I know and love in the midwest (sad!). There was no time to stop and see all the things that I know and I love in the midwest (sad!).... Just hundreds and hundreds of miles of open road....

Arrived late late night on Wednesday.... It was a clear night. Stars as far as you could count. Line for Burning Man? Nonexistent! Fifteen minutes from pavement to playa - Mustang threw chalk dust to the air. Matt shook the car with Gypsy Rock - We landed on the moon at 3am, 6:30 and Anniversary, right next to center camp. Wednesday was quiet. Most of the city was asleep (NEVER happens!).... Art cars were sleeping, the city was quiet, Matt and I walked to the Temple, everything seemed silent, pensive.... That temple.... Hundreds of people. Sleeping. Praying. Cuddling. To the sound of Tibetan Bells.....

5am, I left Matthew asleep in the temple with a hundred of other people.... I wandered off and watched sunrise from a lookout tower. Nothing quite like a sunrise at Burning man.... The Sun comes up slowly.... a backwards sunset....Colors before the light - It's quiet. Some people are just waking, some are going to sleep, some are disoriented and walking in circles, some walk on their palms... drums pound in the distance. The city awakes... Day begins.... The Sun-star glows brilliantly....The sun has no mercy for your hangover... Your tent will cook.


Had an AMAZING week! Hard to make sense of with simple words....!... All of Burning Man is just one very very very very long day in my brain..... I woke up, went to the HeeBeeGeeBee camp (which is my favorite!), steambathed, yoga-d, danced and chanted like a monkey for a few hours - Hopped in the billion bunny march in a very short skirt, onto the fuzzy bunny float! Watched bunnies take on the unicorns at the Thunderdome! Lyrical dance camp until 3am, leaped to Edward Sharpe. There was a wedding and a reception and Jen danced with her new hubby to Whitney Houston until the backwards sunset shook the mountain - Four very seriously sexy guys ask me to sleep with them (all different nights, all different kinds of sexy)... I went to bed alone, dodging advances and orgy domes all weekend. I DID fall for this adorable guy from Belgium who is in the circus - And we ran around the desert holding hands and looking at art and he kissed my face a bunch - but the playa took him away - Loved how he said my name, "Jezzz eeek aaaah" ... Secretly, I keep hoping he will magically pop back into my life and steal me away to Europe... I will ride horses in the circus, sleep in one of those fancy railroad cars, and he will say my name fifty times a day and I will be happy... yep....

As usual, Matthew found a playa boyfriend. This one was named Andrew and he camped next to us all week.. Matt spent all his time at camp, kissing Andrew and putting makeup on him - I spent a lot of time flying solo, visiting my favorite people, running into playa friends I've made in past lives..... I will admit, it was a weird burn for me. A good one. But a weird one. Perhaps because we arrived so late? Or perhaps because we didn't have bikes this year? Or because Matt and I only spent one day together - Perhaps it was the story Tracy told me about her friend in LA dying of cancer while we partied in the sandbox - Maybe it was that last box of wine everyone shared?.... Matt says that your week at Burning Man reflects the year that you will live.... If that is true. Matt will find love this year and he will be happy and complete.... Me? I will be wandering alone in the desert with people I half-heartedly care about, telling 2/3rds of the men I meet stop touching my boobs... Actually sounds about right... yep.


Traveled back home slowly...  Stopped at Hobo Hot Springs in Wyoming, swam for hours in the river... Shared a twin bed for $27, nearly killed eachother from lack of sleep. Grand Rapids with TrishyTrash, almost got tattoos done on my ears.... Ate pizza and talked to Trisha about her Day of the Dead wedding - Sita shot me with her Iphone (her new obsession)...