devilgrrl wrote:I had to miss Burning Man 2004 :cry: but would love to here everyone stories.
What were the coolest art projects - theme camps - art cars - music, etc...? How was the weather? Tell us everything!
I hope everyone had the time of their lives and got home safely! :D
This was my first Burn. Everybody of course has their own unique experience, but since I have no preconceived notions of how an experience "should" be, I'll tell you random things that impressed me:
The Temple: One of the most gorgeous things I've ever seen in my life. I missed the Sunday night burn, and I have a feeling I'd've been really depressed by it.
The Temple Bus: Designed to look like the Temple (intricate wood carvings and all), with a slide on the side for easy exit. Also served the tastiest margaritas I've ever had.
DMV Rookie Of The Year: Tank Girl, the mobile movie theater complete with nine stadium-style seats, somehow grafted onto a Cadillac. Genius. (Though I feel for the guy who passed by on his bike yelling "Watch TV at home!")
The Esplanade, both day and night. Since I hadn't been before, I can't say whether it's good or bad that the population explosion (and therefore increase in physical size) of the festival is good or bad. But since this
was my first time seeing the mind-blowing expanse of the Esplanade-- which by day was like a Coney Island boardwalk over looking an ocean of playa, and by night was like the Vegas strip, Times Square and Bourbon Street rolled together-- I have to say it was the greatest displays of spontaneous human creativity and ingenuity I've ever seen in my life. (And that's saying a lot, living in Manhattan.)
And kudos to the creator of the little round hut just "north" of the 9 o'clock promenade, halfway between the city and the Man. Just as I was getting worn down at 2 AM from all the walking, I stumble into the hut and find a playroom with soft floors and a slew of stuffed animals. As I was walking out, another guy walked in and said "Oh man! What a great chill room!" Amen.
I also probably had a
very unique experience, since I was part of a vocal group (first called Purgatory Blend, later called AcaPlaya) that roamed from bar to venue to camp to bar to venue to camp, singing for whoever would hear us, and in return getting showered with theme-camp necklaces and all-around appreciation and affection. I know that BM is an anti-ego atmosphere, but it's always nice to be appreciated. :D
Thursday night was easily the coldest; I'd say it got down to 40ºF. Even the New Yorkers amongst us (including myself) were complaining, and that's saying a lot. Sunday seemed to be shaping up to be the hottest day, but I took off by 11 AM. The wind was horrific on Wednesday, and many structured were damaged or enitrely blown away that day; Seven Steps To Heaven was closed off for wind damage, and they were in a covered dome!
And Rule Britannia claimed our camp as a commonwealth of Gigsville. The limey bastards.
-- warren