Loading the truck so full that the treads wear off the tires...
Oh my goodness. Look how much fun we are having already, and we are only in a parking lot at Target in Sparks, NV.
Welcome Home: Tom hits the gong as a first-timer.
Michelle's turn to hit the gong.
Black Rock City. Population 40,000.
A ship sails across the playa.
The sun begins to peak out.
Morning has broken.
Glorious.
All night revelers on the playa.
The Conexus Cathedral.
The bamboo sea urchin, aka Starry Bamboo Mandala by Gerard Minakawa (http://www.minakawa.com/bamboo.html)
The Belgian waffle, looking very Polar Bear-like, by morning sunlight.
Rays of light through the Belgian Waffle (aka Uchronia? http://www.uchronians.org/)
Graffiti cube on the Playa.
Dancing under the alien being.
Transport by see-saw.
Watch out for Playa border patrol.
Giant smoke rings hover above Black Rock City.
Bicycle traffic.
Tom cruises the Playa.
Me and my wonderful bikey. (p.s. Dear Bikey, I'm sorry I left you so bare, and I promise I'll make you into a fabulously furry, frilly glowing thing for BM 2007.)
Jasmine grins across the playa.
Lamplighters and an amazing four-wheeled bicycle.
Approaching Center Camp.
Center Camp, whose colorful, bustling variety always brought to mind the Star Wars cantina scene on Tatooine.
Residents of Black Rock City fill out the census forms.
Creatures on parade at Center Camp.
See Tom and Scottie Go.
The Green Goddess mischievously places Pixie Sticks under a rock in Center Camp.
Ewoks dressed as green fairies.
A bunny hugs a woman in line for the porta-loo. Obviously.
The Aussie shade structure gets erected so that many may nap under it.
Our neighbors at Camp Sharpie.
Napping and lounging in the best spot ever, 4:15 and Eager.
Jasmine preparing her long black locks for the Playa.
The fabulous Mistress Mariana.
Maz in charge in the communal kitchen.
Rebecca and Michelle.
Kathi brings some white go-go boot action to the communal kitchen.
Pat makes a mean margarita.
Maz and Josh.
Chris announces his presence to the tent.
Mmm, afternoon shirtless soldering & sewing. Be still my beating heart.
Josh, Maz and Pat admire the metallic majesty of a giant grasshoppery vehicle.
Mistress Mary, quite contrary, how does your art car grow? With cockle shells and silver bells, and pretty maids all in a row.
Hammer and globe, rolling down the street.
Cutie cupcakes zooming around the Playa.
Bunnies converge at the Man during the Billion Bunny March.
Man becomes Bunny.
Tracy with large man-sized Carrot.
Carrot eating carrot-colored Otter Pop.
Beautiful ice-blue bunnies bearing baskets.
Centrifugal force is fun!
Scaling the pyramid.
Wow. But how does one eat? or speak, or breathe??
Lamplighters at dusk.
Jasmine getting excited about going out...
Glowing, goggled, and ready for playa adventures.
The magical playa at night.
Fabulous spacey light-up land of delight.
The Man!
Cosy at the cathedral.
Maz sees the light.
Tom and Scottie get psyched for an evening on the playa.
Maz, Michelle and Jasmine, giddy and dusty after dancing at Philly on Monday night...
Aussie nationalism on display at 4:15 and Eager. And how rad is that blinking EL star, eh, eh??
Swoonworthy fire-dancers.
Reminds me of a Cinderella's magic pumpkin coach.
Love-Mobile.
Jasmine observes the glowing porcupine.
Tracy's lovely butterfly wings, and another dusty night on the playa.
The Serpent Mother, by the Flaming Lotus Girls.
Ball of fire over desert.
Photographing the photographer.
The hot air balloon pulls up, up, up into the skies.
Who said Burning Man was turning into a frat party, eh??
I want to wear my fairy wings everywhere I go now, including work.
Just another heady afternoon at 4:15 and Eager with a digital multimeter and some EL wire.
I promise, just one joint to solder, and then I'll be ready to go out...
Tim, seriously considering Scottie's request for an oscilloscope.
Josh and his amazing pulse-width-modulated LED flare pants.
Pat and Jasmine demonstrate proper playa foot hygiene: Baby wipes, Vinegar, Lotion. Repeat.
Tom and his wonderful ears.
Josh gazes upward in appreciation at Conexus Cathedral.
Spectators gawking at the Thunderdome.
The serpent by sunrise.
Disorientation.
Michelle covered in dust and confusion.
Michelle's EL skirt wants to tell you something.
Minutes before sunrise on the playa.
Two awesome-hatted goddesses confer in the desert.
Steve and Scottie at the Psy-Trance party
In the morning glow, Jasmine looking both bad-assed and Divinely Glorious.
Hula sunrise.
The ping pong balls by daylight!
Even better: the ping pong balls by night.
Drummers at the ashes of the Man.
The next morning, the ashes of the man.
Playa cowboy.
Cupcakes by daylight.
The flat, flat Playa.
Lamplighters procession.
Steambathers inside. Singing Bohemian Rhapsody off-key.
Maz takes down the flags of the shade structure we called home.
Tom and Jasmine prepare to hug under a glorious sunset.
Loading up the truck, Sunday night, under a beautiful sky.
Michelle, completely failing to look tough in her riot police helmet.
Burning pagoda.
Steve heroically making veggie gyoza for the crew.
Tracy, with beer coozy.
Eucaris is fabulous and full of energy as the rest of us are flagging, on Sunday night.
The saddest Monday morning of the year.
Josh and Scottie.
Home and clean and really, really, really tired.
Tim at the start of the Greatest Nap Ever.
