Diego Goes to
August 2001
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Diego Goes to August 2001
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At first I had a really hard time dealing with the dust. It is everywhere! First you try to keep it out of your car, but it finds it's way in. Then you try to keep it out of your tent, but that doesn't last long. Then you hope that if you only keep your mouth shut, it won't go in there, but soon you start realizing that it goes in your nose, in your mouth, in your ears and eventually up your ass. You can become very annoyed and upset at the amount of dust and sand, until your realize that you have a week's worth ahead of you to become one with the dust. Then and only then, you can really start having fun. You give up the moist towels and a whole new world opens up in front of your very eyes.
Around 70 miles off the main highway you arrive to the most southern tip of a 262 square mile stretch of desert by the name of the Black Rock Desert. It's beauty is overwhelming. The sky is at the reach of the arm and every sense in your body makes you aware of one hundred per cent self expression and the power of LIFE!
Trying to explain what Burning Man is to someone who has never been to the event is a bit like trying to explain what a particular color looks like to someone who is blind. Burning Man from its early days on a small beach in San Francisco through its evolution into the bustling city of some 25,000+ people that the Burning Man event has become today. These people make the journey to the Black Rock Desert for one week out of the year to be part of an experimental community, which challenges its members to express themselves and rely on themselves to a degree that is not normally encountered in one's day-to-day life. The result of this experiment is Black Rock City, home to the Burning Man event.
