One of the things I LOVE about The Swede is that he’s a newbie to the burn.
It’s so much fun acculturating someone to the principles and what to expect when you’re on the playa.
Apparently, the acculturation starts now, though.
While we were FaceTiming, I happened to mention that I bought a ticket to the burn for him.
He said, “I have to go to Burning Man now.”
Of course I told him I could sell it in a hot minute, no problemo.
But it cracked me up that he didn’t know tickets sold out in 30 minutes when they went up for sale.
He’s blessed to have me as a friend looking out for him!
I still am not 100% sure he’ll be at this burn.
I’ll believe it when he buys his ticket from me; that’s when I’ll know for sure he’s coming.
When he’s got skin in the game.
I think we will be tent camping at Burning Man.
- Because I can’t afford an RV on my own.
- So we can get some privacy (i.e. no Tejas).
- Because I kinda feel like everyone needs to experience their first Burning Man in a tent.
There’s something about having to figure out how to live out of a tent for a week in the desert that really drives the experience home.
You’re quite literally LIVING IN THE DUST.
You have to insulate your cooler.
You get to experience blazing hot temperatures in your tent during the day and freezing cold temperatures at night.
You have to fancy about with a shade structure, in the hopes it’ll help keep your tent cooler than a sauna.
In 2015, for my first burn, I had precisely 18 totes with all my supplies for the burn.
That’s how prepared I was.
Fortunately for The Swede, I have all the gear we’ll need to camp this year.
So he only needs to figure out what to wear.
Still, I can’t wait to see the look on his face when we hit the Gate line.
Shock and awe, folks.
At it’s best!