Burning Man Entry #1 of #??
The train is the best way to travel. My 64 hour long journey from the chicago area to black rock city included at least one ride on or in a car, little baggage tractor, train, bicycle, shopping cart and inside the back of a rental truck. On the two day train ride through the awe inspiring front doorstep that was the farmland and mountains of america my party and i met fellow burners who needed a ride out into the wilderness. which made us a party of five.
Along with the 3 from Chicago we had a traveler and a man from Ireland. 3 guys and 2 gals. The guys ended up riding into black rock city, after the strenuous journey in search of provisions, in the back of a rental truck commanded by the gals in the front. Having left reno, civilization, with the door only opening again in the middle desert was an amazing entrance.. the folks in the car behind had a big laugh when they saw three guys climb out of a truck they had likely been following for many miles through the desert!
Having seen no stowaways the greeters welcomed us home, told us to roll in the dirt and do snow angels...they let us ride the bell announcing our arrival as yells of 'I am not a virgin anymore' echoed out over the playa.
The full moon was overhead with a full lunar eclipse creeping up. The man stood shining bright on his mountain.
Camp was being built as the man burned.
The lunar eclipse was around its apex as the man burned.
The guys went to explore the city as the sun came up, after leaving the Irishman behind the traveler and I were walking through a sleepy and not nearly fully built city.
"welcome home!"