Photographers are constantly snapping at Burning Man. It's a wonder they're able to see anything without looking through a camera. One fellow I spoke with had passed the 4000 photo mark mid-week. I kept it down to a reasonable 410. Here are a few more before I move on.
At this clinic they could determine "who's your daddy" by taking a sample of your ear wax and matching the color.
I first mistook these sculptures for real birds (a half mile off) then, as I got closer, I realized they were taller than me.
Cardboard, apes, eight-feet tall
The morning after The Man burned someone was cooking french toast
in the embers that remained,
while this Russian lad
combed the rubble for treasure
The Lost & Found had an incredible collection of lost car keys.
Below, a man chased by a
dust devil
We waited in line five hours to get through the front gate.
To amuse myself I went from car-to-car pretending to be a
pea farmer. I asked folks to "Give peas a chance" as I offered
fresh peas. I was soon joined by New York Steve who
suggested, "Chase them with tequila!" Many did.
There were over 200 sculptures on the Playa.
Spread out over a huge area, each invited you to walk or ride to the next. Touching was not only allowed but expected. I chose to sit.
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