Monday, September 25, 2006

 
SP undergoes a rigorous health inspection at in Black Rock City, Burning Man "Hope and Fear", 2006, Nevada Desert.
Do not panic, trusty underlings, I have not been picked up by the IRS immigration police. In fact, these handsome, strapping lads are simply doing their job, they are inspecting the beautiful desert damsels in case they may be suffering from dehydration or desert fatigue, most considerate. They very kindly just repelenished me with some refreshing spring water from Walmart.

After Camp Minewaska, I felt I needed to experience a holiday camp for errant grown ups with behavior problems, to experience the other side of the coin, and Burning Man perfectly fits that bill. 35,000 campers attended the Burning Man Festival this year. Each year the number grows as they all have so much fun they come back the next year with an army of friends. There is something for everyone at Burning Man - dancing, art cars, yoga, cycling, snogging, tarot readings, massage, body painting, swings and of course the health inspections. Posted by Picasa

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