The first day, before the dust storms. |
Matching cushy seats |
Barbie Death Camp |
Dust storms lasted for hours at a time. |
Zip line time |
Big collection of rubber stamps to choose from. I just got a peace sign on my shoulder. |
Golden Calf Bar. Remember, no money is exchanged, but they did ask for donations of booze. |
Tan all over |
Susan and me at the Duck Pond during one of the worst dust storms. |
Of course, I had my side kick with me. |
More revelers at the Duck Pond, hardly noticing the dust. |
On top of the Panorama, overlooking the campgrounds at Burning Man 2015. |
View of Black Rock City from the Panorama |
Celebrating his 30th birthday, Burning Man style |
A creative use of sea shells |
No beer for me |
The Burning Man Choir |
This is how we roll in Black Rock City |
Truck and RV rental companies must make a killing during Burning Man. But they also have to deal with the dust when the vehicles are returned. |
Who said size doesn't matter? |
Giant Swingline Stapler |
1400 potties for 70,000 burners |
Got balls? |
I think he missed a spot. |
Midday at the Oasis |
Catching the sunset from a bus-top balcony |
Purple haze |
Getting ready to inflate |
Russian Rouletta Camp. I heard they gave a lot of vodka lessons. |
Ta Da! These two went all around camp saying "Ta Da." |
My friends Pam and Donna put together this little photo op, complete with skeleton dog and tutus. |
Couldn't resist a silly self portrait |
The Kissy Fish car that Susan rode around in with her friends. |