Burning Man

Sunrise

The playa was magical, yet cold on friday night/saturday morning. The feeling in the air was too precious to waste away sleeping, so I never made it to bed until well after sunrise.

Even after 10 years on the playa, I can't explain how it feels to stand in the desert and be in the middle of the strangest city on the planet. Surrounded by fire, dust, sound, generator fumes, lights, wind and thousands of people it really is a small city. Yet you trust everyone -- I can't cound the number of times I took candy from strangers. And it was the best Jolly Rancher ever had!

Love it or hate it. It's beautiful!

Posted by Mayhem at September 7, 2004 09:09 PM | TrackBack