This weekend I got in the tent trailer…. and I got a little lesson in heat transference.
As in the heat outside in the 70 degree weather transferred to the tent trailer and turned it into a little mini oven.
I wasn’t just hot, I was boiling.
Sweat was pouring off of me.
I tried to picture myself in the tent trailer in 100 degree heat on the playa, and although I couldn’t exactly capture the pure overwhelming heat of it, I certainly got the idea.
It’s gonna be hot, Hot, HOT out there!
So hot it’s actually cooler outside the tent trailer.
I won’t want to get dressed in there.
I won’t want to put on makeup in there.
I’m just going to want to get the hell out of there ASAP.
Fast forward to Monday. I’m meeting my new friend Sam at a restaurant in Los Gatos to discuss – you go it – Burning Man. More specifically, I need to talk to him about shade. Because I need to figure out how to shade my tent trailer and right now I have no idea how to do that.
Aluminet is $0.32 per square foot. That’s makes for an expensive canopy when your tent trailer is 21 feet long, 6 feet wide, and 8 feet tall.
And while I am good at erecting some things, my canopy erecting skills and even my canopy building skills, are sadly lacking.
Plus how the hell am I going to do it on my own on the playa? This may be a time when radical self-reliance goes by the wayside.
So Sam, who is 54 but looks 37 thanks to a young face and a full head of hair, is going to school me on shade structures on the playa. Just so that I can have another project to work on.
And more money to spend, natch.
I also plan to pick Sam’s brain about life on the playa in a camp since he was in a camp last year and got to experience it all. Even the sparkleponies who came to camp naked and rubbed their boobs on everyone.
He also is a good spanker, from what I’ve heard and I can’t wait to interview him about why he spanks, what he loves about it, and what he gains from spanking bare bottoms on his lap.
I’m a curious girl, you know.