But if I can't explain Burning Man, why do I keep going? Why did I, along with nearly 26,000 other people (and one lizard) find their way from comfortable, climate controlled lives, to exist for a week in this inhospitable, intemperate, unpredictable desert?
Wendy, Jonathan, and Kat must find something they like here, year after year. What is it? Why do they return? What does Burning Man mean to them? Wendy has a site with some great pix that I didn't manage to capture this year. Wanna SEE? |
Is it because you never know when, sitting around camp in the middle of the night, you might be asked to sign for your very own special delivery human?
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Go on... do you feel like you NEED to know the answer?