Share your playa magic stories here.
I'll start, but it's just pre-playa as this begins. Each year I try to spot my first burner at the airport as I leave home and head west. This year was easy. Full playa garb and a fur coat in his hand. A first timer. I went over and chatted and gave him his first Burning Man gift. At the next connection to Reno, the guy that I gifted last year recognized me---still wearing his necklace and took it off and gave it to the virgin burner this year. Holy shit, I ran into the random guy from last year, who gave the new guy my gift from last year. This all happened in Denver airport.