The day started with a dust storm to end all dust storms.
It was so dusty that they closed Gate and were turning people around at Nixon because no more cars were allowed on the playa.
And back at camp, my camp mates and I were trying to set up a 20 foot by 20 foot shade structure during the worst of the dust storm.
You try it and see how far you get.
Nevertheless, chores were completed.
Naps were attained.
And I even took a “shower” with baby wipes before getting out of camp for the first time.
My first stop?
Ali Bar Bar!
I went to find friends and say hello.
After Ali Bar Bar, Tejas and I rode out to Planet Earth where it was 80s night.
I was served a very small margarita by a very flirtatious bartender.
She held my hand.
Gazed in my eyes.
We had a moment.
Then Tejas got lost and we wound up at Hardly’s Saloon where I partook in a SHOTSKI (a row of shot glasses affixed to a “ski” or board which makes everyone take a shot at the same time).
Mine was apple schnapps, I think.
Finally, on to HomeBrew Camp where we chatted up the bartender and drank beers.
And finally, we went home. . .
. . .where we were met by a dear friend enjoying his first burn.
He shared an ENTIRE bottle of Oban single malt with us before I finally crawled into my bed and slept.
Burning Man, I love you!