The Swede

The Swede has been texting me and it’s been more fun than a tornado in a trailer park.

He went out drinking with a friend and I got fantastic text messages from him as he drank beer.

He asked me if I was interested in visiting Sweden.

Technically, 60% of my DNA is from Scandinavia, and it would love to visit the homeland.

There’s the Vasa Museum, all the canals to navigate, and the ABBA Museum.

You know I can’t miss the ABBA Museum!

Sadly, I have no plans to visit Sweden in the near future, but it’s definitely on my list of places to go.

And it’s just a hop, skip, and a jump to Finland where I can sleep in a glass igloo under the aurora borealis.


It’s hard to not imagine snuggling under the glass dome with The Swede.

And, of course, there’s the saunas in Finland.

Nothing like a nice hot naked sweat followed by a giant leap into the freezing outdoors.

Hey, it’s GOOD for you!

Perhaps I will talk my sister into a trip to Sweden next year.

Our last big trip was Scotland in 2008.

I have to admit, it would be nice to see The Swede in his territory.

Nice to see The Swede fullstop.

Saunadome 2016

Last year I had a wonderful experience in the Finnish Saunadome, despite needing electrolytes after my sauna.

It’s one of my few treasured memories from my 2015 burn.

That and a really WILD romp in the bed of a truck.

This year I was pleased to see that the Saunadome was back (and with a nice shade structure).

img_0036Naturally, during this burn, I trotted myself over to the Saunadome, stripped off all my clothes, and stood in line with about 12 other naked burners to wait my turn in the Saunadome.

Not surprisingly, my memory from 2015 served me well. The Finnish sauna was AH-MAZING!

We sat inside the heated, white, inflatable dome and steamed our bodies as our sauneer poured essential oil-infused water over super heated stones.

I sweated like a prize pig on a treadmill.

After about 10 minutes in the sauna, we exited to a chorus of “Arms up! 360!”

We raised our arms and turned in a circle and oohed and aahed over the “cool” playa climate.

I loved my sauna so much I got in line and did it again.

The only occurrence to mar this amazing experience is that while I was waiting outside the saunadome, naked and vulnerable, a water truck passing by stopped and the driver rolled down his window to snap a picture of all us naked burners queued up.

Personally, I felt a little angry that this outsider took our picture without permission.

So I ducked behind Tejas.

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!