|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
|I think he missed a spot.
|Midday at the Oasis
|Catching the sunset from a bus-top balcony
|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.