When O’ahu starts to look like Oakland

I suppose our rental wasn’t in the most elegant area of O’ahu.

We were located in Ewa Beach, just on the other side of Pearl Harbor.

10 minutes from Honolulu as the crow flies, but 45 minutes by car (since you have to drive around Pearl Harbor).

The house was neat and well apportioned but the neighborhood left a lot to be desired – dilapidated houses and stripped vehicles.

I’m not kidding.

There were ROWS on ROWS of stripped cars up on cinder blocks.

Driving through the jungle of freeways in Honolulu, my oldest son couldn’t help but remark, “I feel like I’m in Oakland, only hotter.”

To add to the ambiance of our neighborhood, every day at 8 am, gunfire would erupt.

My sister thought it was someone who was bad with a nail gun.

I knew better.

I did a quick google search and found the Pu’uloa Shooting Range in Ewa Beach, a mere 1.5 miles from our rental.

Ewa Beach, however, was beautiful, if a little rough.

My sister got tossed around the first day we went out.

But the boys had a blast.

Sauna Dome: Love the Burn!

At Burning Man, there was this inflatable geodesic structure called the Sauna Dome.

sauna domeOnce inside, there was a big, hot stove filled with heated rocks that churned out heat, raising the temperature of the Sauna Dome to pretty frigging hot (up to 200 degrees F).

I went into the Sauna Dome with 5 friends.

We had to strip outside the Sauna Dome and wait in line for our 10 minute turn in the sauna.

We were ushered inside by our “guide” who talked to us about the history of saunas in Finland.

When I walked inside, I thought , “There’s no way I can handle 10 minutes of this.” But in the end, I was reluctant to leave. It was so therapeutic and enjoyable.

Our guide added essentials oils to the water he scoped out of a bucket and poured over the hot rocks.

stoveThe eucalyptus oil was particularly refreshing considering many of us were suffering from playa lung.

We sat in the Sauna Dome for 10 minutes, sweating like crazy.  I think my eyelids were sweaty!

My friends and I really enjoyed the whole experience and if I go back to Burning Man in 2016, it’s a definite Must Do for me.

I can only imagine how refreshing it is to pop out of the Sauna Dome into the cool, crisp snowy winter air of Finland.

Unfortunately, after my turn in the Sauna Dome, I got light headed and had to sit down and drink a bottle of Gatorade.

My bad. I guess it affected me more that I thought it would.

Sauna Dome: Love the Burn!

Shade, Sam, and Spankings

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.