Burning Man

Burning Man



How do you explain Burning Man to someone who has never heard of it.

How do you explain it to someone who has but has never been?

How do you do this when its family members.

How do you do this when you communicate as poorly as the President of the U.S.A.?



I am going to try.



But I will do it by just jabbering over the next few months on this blog.



I first read something on burning man in the mid 90’s.

My first impression was of people running around acting crazy doing whatever they wanted. No limits, no commercialization, no big band playing. It could be compared to some of the “Hippy” fest from the 60’s and 70’s without the rock and roll bands.



Basically it looked like one hell of a good time.



A few years ago I started asking my wife to go with me. The conversation went something like this.



“It’s a big party in the desert, looks real fun”



“Hotels?”



“well uh no you camp in tents”



“Like a camp ground?”



“Um well no, there are no services, it’s the middle of the desert”



“Oh, well uh what kind of entertainment do they have? What kind of food”



“Well nothing unless you supply it, it’s a participation event you make the entertainment and bring your own food and water.”



“were is it and when?”



“Its in northwest Nevada in the Black Rock Desert the last week of August, they burn the man the Saturday before Labor Day.”



“Isn’t August the hottest time of the year?”



“well yes but the nights do get cold and they do have dust storms so bad you cant see, they call them white outs.”



“and burn what man?”



“Just a wooden man they build and burn on Saturday”



“So let me see if I understand this, we are going to drive 1800 miles to the desert of Nevada, AT the hottest time of the year. Camp in a tent with no electricity, no water unless we bring it, the only entertainment is what we bring or make except some wooden man they burn on Saturday, there are dust storms that are so bad there are white outs. No showers unless we make our own. No restaurants, nothing for sale and you want me to do this? Honey, you might have hit your head cause you have lost your damn mind!”