#festival-experience

#festival-experience

I've spent the last week at Burning Man, surrounded by aging hippies, rich Europeans, fire twirlers and engineers gone wild. My skin is buried under a seven-layer dip of dust, sweat, sunscreen and spilled beer. My ears are still ringing slightly from the nightly barrage of electronic music. On a given day here, I've seen a lifetime's worth of bare cheeks. I am desperate to go home. But somehow, I'm happy.

The moodiness of the song contrasted perfectly with the heat of the sun, making the whole experience completely surreal and almost as if we were in a daydream.