Time Gone from Home: 9 days, 16 hours
Distance Traveled: 3,540 miles
Weight Lost During Trip: 16 lbs.
Inches Lost on Waist: two
New States Visited: Nevada
Photographs Taken: 392
Playa Dust Gets: Everywhere!
Stuff I was glad I took:
* V-8 Juice. The stuff is a lifesaver.
* Sand goggles. Ditto.
* Camelback canteen. Megaditto.
* Extra underwear.
* Lots of water.
* First-aid kit.
* Road Emergency Box: 1 gallon gasoline, 1 gallon engine coolant, 1
quart motor oil, duct tape, jumper cables (I didn't have to open it, but
I was glad I had it)
* Two cameras. I took my regular, single-lens reflex film camera and
my fancy schmancy new digital camera to Burning Man. I brought 14 rolls
of film for the SLR (ended up taking 10), and extra batteries for the digital.
Sunday, however, the battery latch broke on the modern, state-of-the-art,
wave-of-the-future digital camera, so the little door wouldn't close, breaking
the electrical contacts. The camera "thought" it had no juice. As a result,
I didn't get any pictures of the Temple burn. The SLR, however, performed
magnificently. If a battery goes out on an SLR, it just means the light
meter stops working. You can make a best guess about the light and still
take pictures. In the final analyis, the digital camera just couldn't cut
it. The vast majority of pictures on these pages are from my film
camera.Until digital cameras can work without a battery, regular film cameras
are here to stay.
Stuff I didn't need to take:
* Tripod. Why the hell did I bring a tripod?
* Backpack. This was in case the car broke down, and I could hitchhike
to Burning Man. Without a tent, however, it's kinda pointless to go on
without someplace to stay. If I sleep in the car again, the answer is to
leave early; if the car breaks down on the way, I'll have time to get it
fixed and still make it to the burn.
* Martial arts bag. I brought my "bag of tricks" in case I wanted to
show off some of my weapons, but it ended up just being in the way.
Things I Need to Do Next Time:
* Bring more socks.
* Put some clothes in a Ziplock bag so that I'll have something clean
to wear for the drive home.
* Bring beer. (Some good beer, like the kind sold outside of
* Something to
make storage shelves inside my vehicle: utilize the empty space.
* Bring a modular, sealable box for clothes instead of gym bag.
* Decorate my bike, to make it easier to see, easier to find, and less
likely to steal.
* Find some comfortable sandals. (The ones I had hurt my feet.)
* Take more time off from work so that I don't have to hurry.
* Make something personal to give away, something people will use.
* Find Ranger Sassy and tell her Dandy Don sends his love.
Noticable Changes Since Returning Home:
* I feel very much at peace.
* Little things that used to bother me seem so insignificant; I have
to remind myself what made me upset about them in the first place.
* Issues are clearer, and my BS meter has been reset really low.
* I hug more.
* I've developed a taste for MRE's.
Lessons I Learned at Burning Man:
* Lip balm is your friend.
* You can't find happiness by trying to do what everybody else is doing.
* Never take anything for granted.
* Sand goggles can be an attractive fashion accessory.
* Everybody should be able to sing at least one song.
* I can survive without cellphones, radio, TV, pagers, the Internet,
and hot showers (for a while, anyway).
* Don't be afraid to take chances.
* Calculate all anticipated expenses beforehand.
* You can't have too much water.
* Be flexible.
* Music is the heartbeat of life.
* Whatever you're planning, always have a backup plan.
* Be yourself.
* If you're tired enough, you can sleep anywhere.
* Wherever you go, enjoy the scenery.
* A stranger is simply a friend who isn't in your email list yet.
* Everyone must follow their own path. You can't follow someone else's
path and expect to survive on whatever scraps of happiness they happen
to throw your way. Everyone makes their own happiness.
* If a loved one starts down a path you can't travel, that doesn't
mean there's anything wrong with you.
* I look pretty good in a feather boa.
...Actually, that last one might be just a little too personal.
Forget I mentioned it.
|"Twenty years from now, you will be more disappointed by the
things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the
bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your
sails. Explore. Dream. Discover." --Mark Twain